Adventures in bad writing

Jenny tuck her braids golden upwards under its black crunching soldier hat of and fixedly looked at itself in the mirror with the eyes of sapphire flutter. Even equipped because a leader it was more beautiful than all other woman in the regiment. She would riding go up ahead and meet her contact of intelligence of French Army and would again charm it in indicating its secrecies of.

It of the eyes darkened with a violet mauve-dark during she heard a noise with the door. Who inherited his private tent?

"Yes?" it called. "Who is there?"



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Babelfished and adapted a couple of times from this:

Jenny tucked her golden tresses up under her crisp black soldier's cap and gazed at herself in the mirror with sparkling sapphire eyes. Even dressed as an officer she was more beautiful than any other woman in the regiment. She would ride ahead and meet up with her intelligence contact from the French army and charm him once again into revealing his secrets.

Her eyes darkened to a deep violet as she heard a sound at the door. Who was coming into her private tent?

"Yes?" she called. "Who is there?"

" Who other? " Answered tide, throwing occasional in the edge of its hat of the waxed one as it entered the store. The lent red jacket that he used complemented its beautiful characteristics, seeming even puts in evidence the charming coffee-brown tonality of its eyes. It was to looker and knew he it. An attractive smile curved its lips upwards. " You were expectin' somebody different one? "



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"Who else?" Tide answered, tugging casually at the brim of his tarpaulin hat as he entered the tent. The borrowed red jacket he wore complemented his handsome features, even seeming bring out the lovely coffee-brown hue of his eyes. He was a looker and he knew it.

A graceful smile curved his lips upward. "Were you expectin' somebody else?"

The blue eyes of Jenny widened all at the entry of the ignored but beautiful young person. It did not know if to be frightened or satisfied. "Who - who leave you in here and what you want?" stammer "I do not have time to speak in this moment, would be thus fast."

" Which said was where to find the responsible girl to me here, " The tide said to him. It was not so bad glance, perhaps. Certainly I do not mend in but by all means few people - O-Man woman - were. " That one would be you, straight? "



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"Which I was told this was where to find the lass in charge," Tide told her. She was not so bad looking, maybe. Certainly not a patch on himself but of course few people - man or woman - were. "That would be you, right?"

It drew the revolver out of its pocket, brilliance with him with skepticism. " ; It would be me, yes. I' ; m responsible here. What you want? "

The tide watched the pistol uncaringly. " That ain' necessary t, is? I' m hardly meant to say to the lads is ready, with the cars. It' s we that' s pullin' ' member state, like, since the horses were. " eliminated;

"What arrived at the horses? " ; she asked with the alarms. " ; I must go up outside and meet my French contact before laying down sun! "

The sailor rolled his eyes. " Portuguese left ' member state escurr. Or somethin'. I don' t knows for sure. I and the other were sleepin' underneath wagons." It narrowed his eyes that flashed in her. " What' re you doin' with the frogs, in any case? "

It with the hands quickly covered its lips. Oh no! The secrecy was outside! " ; I am an agent of the information, chosen by the Wellington General for my discretion. Nobody never suspect a woman to be its spy as a chief! " ; She laughed with the triumph scintillating in her eyes amethyst. " ; But without horse, you must come to help. I will need someone to carry the gold."

A formed good eyebrow was nauseated peculiarly. " Ah? " The tide shook its head. This business of the army obtained the foreigner constantly and to the foreigner. " Well - that' s for which it them cars is. And we lads to throw of them."


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A well-formed eyebrow arched curiously. "Ah?" Tide shook his head. This army business got steadily stranger and stranger. "Well - that's what them wagons are for. And us lads to pull them."

"Very well, " ; she answered, seizing her shotgun. " ; Charge to the top the carriages with the however and we will go. We must meet my contact in the caves before twilight. I have a map. Laisse aller!*" she cried in French.


*Let's go!


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*[Actually it means "lets go" as in "the man lets go of the rope" rather than "let us go." Because Babelfishers don't take things like that into account when showing off their bilingual ability to plug things into an online translator.]

Charge to the top the carriages with the however = "Load up the wagons with the gold"

With an ample face, enchanted, it is annoying far given return and limited. He preferred much having of a work to do. Especially for a girl tanhecha in front. " Rouse for above, you draw for, " he shouted, coming near the other sailors whereas lazed by the cars. " There' position of the S.A. to load and to whip down. It jumps to him! "


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With a broad, delighted grin, Tide turned and bounded away. He much preferred having a job to do. Especially for such a pretty-faced lass. "Rouse up, you lot," he cried, coming near to the other seamen as they lazed by the wagons. "There's a cargo to load and lash down. Jump to it!"

"Cargo? " Billy shouted, looking at fixedly the piles of the bars gold waiting to be charged. "We must carry all that? Where we going? " ; he asked the tide.

"Good evening, Sir, " ; he added, greeting the leader before he carried out this " he" really it was.




["Good evening, sir," he added, saluting the officer before he realized that "he" was actually she.]

"You dispatch upwards!"* Jenny cried, taking the men by surprised with her voice angelic. They looked at fixedly in admiration, but she scowled with them. It was not here to be pretty. It was here to fight! It balanced its cutlass above its head. "It is dangerous mission, men! Are you courageous and true?"




* "Hurry up!"

At the same time abandoned barn in the nerves of the jungle is Daubigny. He looked at his watch and looked at the sun. At the same time, the sky is red and purple, and soon the sun goes down.


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Meanwhile, Daubigny was pacing nervously in the abandoned barn in the woods. He looked at his watch and then looked at the sun. Already the sky was becoming golden, red and violet, and soon the sun would set.