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over her mind.
The man Of actionl" exclaimed
Marta, her eyes opening very wide, az
they would to let In the light when
she heard something new that pleased
her or gave food for thought. THE
man OF action, who thinks Of an ideal
as a thing not of words but as the end
Of actioni"
Exactly" said Westerling,, SEN
sibls OF another Of her gifts. She
could get the essence of q thing in a
few words. When we have won and
set another frontier the power of our
nation will be such In the world that
the Browns can never afford to attack
u.s. he went on. Indeed, no two of
the big nations OF Europe can afford
to make war without our consent. We
shall be the arbiters OF international
dissensions. We shall command peace
yes, the peace of force, Of fact! If
1t could be won in any other way |
should not be here on this veranda in
command Of an army OF invasion.
That was my idea-for that planned.
He was making up for having over
shot himself In his confession that he
had brought on the war az q final
step for his ambition.
you mean that you can gain peace
by propaganda and education only
when human nature has 80 changed
that We can have law and order and
houses are safe from burglary and
pedestrians from pickpockets without
policemen? Ii that itS" she asked.
Eyes, yesl You have It! You have
found the wheat In the chaff."
Perhaps because / have been see
ing something of human nature-the
human nature of both the Browns and
the Grays at war. l have seen the
Browns throwing hand-grenades and
the Grays In wanton disorder in our
dining-room directly they we're out of
touch with their off1cersl" she said
sadly, as one who hates to accept dis.
illusionment but must in the face of
logic.
Westerling made no reply except to
nod, for movement on her part pre-
occupied him. She leaned forward.
az she had when she had told him he
would become chief of stan, her hands
clasped over her knee. her eyes burn
Ing with question. II was the atti-
tuds of the prophecy. But with the
prophecy she had been q little mys-
teal: the FIRE in her eyes had precipi-
tated an idea. Now 1t forged another
question.
And you think that you will win?"
she asked. -You think that you will
win?" she repeated with the slow en-
phasis which demands . careful an
swer.
The deliberateness of his reply was
in keeping with her mood. He was de-
tached; he was referee.
Yes, know that we shall. Num-
bers make 1t so, though there be no
choice Of skill between the two sides"
His tone had the confidence Of the
flow Of mighty river in its destina-
ton on its way to the sea. There was
nothing in It Of prayer. of hope, OF des-
peration, az there had been In Ian
stron's I'VE shall win!" spoken TO her
In the arbor at their last interview.
She drew forward slightly in her chair.
Her eyes seemed much larger and
nearer to him. They were sweeping
him up and down as II she were seeing
the slim figure Of LSnstron In con-
trast to Westerling's sturdiness; a. IL
she were measuring the might Of the
five millions behind him and the three
millions behind Lanstron. She let 90
half-whispered "Yes!" which seemed
TO reflect the conclusion gained from
the power OF his presence.
Then my mothers and my own In
terests are with you-the interests Of
peace are with you'll" she declared.
She did not appear to see the sud
den. uncontrolled CLEAN OF victory In
his eyes. BY this time II had become
a habit for Westerling to wait silently
for her to come out Of her abstrac-
tons. To disturb one might make It
unproductive
Then II ! want to help the cause Of
peace should help the Grays!"
The exclamation was more to her
self than to him. He was silent. This
girl In a veranda chair desiring 10 aid
him and his Eve million bayonets and
four thousand gunsl Quixote and the
windmills-but II was amazing: It was
1nel The golden glow OF the sunset
was running in hts veins In 9 paean
Of personal triumph. The profile
turned ever % little. Now II was
looking At the point where Dellarme
had lain dying. Westeriing noted the
smile playing on the lips. II had the
quality Of a smile over q task COM
pleted-Dellarme's smile. She start.
ed: abe was trembling all over In the
resistance Of some impulse-soms i'm.
pulse that gradually gained headway
and at last broke lis bonds.
For l can help-l can helpl" she
cried out. turning to him In Wild In
decision which seemed to plead for
guidance. TITS so terrible-yet If Il
would hasten peace-II know much
Of the Browns plan Of defensel
know where they are strong in the
irst line snd-and one place where