Scarcely had it come to a halt, when a stalwart man shouldered his way, in spite
of their opposition, through the lines of soldiery to the cart, and offered his large
horny hand to the prisoner. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to
watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of
youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she
found herself. But a man
is a mixed creature. \"I had a good time tonight. No mercenary consideration influences me. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made
her own friends, gone her own way. It had been
cut down before life was extinct, but a ball from one of the soldiers had pierced
his heart. ”
“But how?”
“I poured him out some port wine, and I said—let me see—oh, ‘You are going
to be a grandfather!’”
“Yes. Confound this slavery of sex! I am a man! I will get this
under if I am killed in doing it!”
She scowled into the cold blacknesses about her. He was chained to the ground, but started up at their approach. Some
day older people, perhaps, will trouble to understand younger people, and there
won’t be these fierce disruptions; there won’t be barriers one must defy or
perish.
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