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OF fire which shone as he broke into
lull in the talk.
Comrades" he began.
Let US hear from the Socialist"
Tory exclaimed.
mo. the anarchist" shouted So
cialist
There won't be any war;" said
Stransky, his voice gradually rising to
the pitch Of an agitator relishing the
sensation OF his own words. Patriot
ism is the played-out trick of the ruling
classes to keep down the proletariat.
There won't be any war! Why7 Be-
cause there are too many enlightened
men on both sides who do the worlds
work We OF the SD are a pro-
vincial lot, but throughout our army
there are thousands upon thousands
like me. They march. they drill, but
when battle comes they will refuse
to fight-my comrades In heart, to
whom the nag of this country means
no more than that Of any other coun-
try!"
Hold on The flag is sacredI"
cried the bankers son.
Eyes, that will dol"
shut upl"
Other voices formed a chorus Of
angry protest.
Il knew you thought 1t; now I've
caught you'll" This from the sergeant,
who had seen hard fighting against
savage foe in Africa and there
fore was particularly bitter about
the Bodlapoo affair. The welt of a
scar on the gaunt, feveryellowed
cheek turned deeper red as he seized
stransky by the collar of the blouse.
Stransky raised his free hand as IL
to strike, but paused a. he faced the
company's boyish captain, slender Of
figure, aristocratic of feature. His In
dignation was as evident as the ser
geant's. but he was biting his lips to
keep 1t under control
"You heard what he said, sirf"
THE latter part-enough!"
ITS mediation to mutinyl An ex-
amplei"
"Yes, put him under arrest"
The sergeant still held fast to the
collar Of Stransky's blouse. Stransky
could have shaken himself free, as a
mastiff frees himself from a puppy,
but this was resistance to arrest and
he had not yet made up his mind to
go that far. His muscles were weaving
under the sergeant's grip, his eyes
glowing as with volcanic fire waiting
on the madness Of impulse for erup-
ton.
Il wonder II It Is really worth while
to put him under arresti" said some
one at the edge of the group in amiable
inquiry.
The voice came from an officer OF
about thirty-five. who apparently had
strolled over from q nearby aeroplane
station to look at the regiment. From
his shoulder hung the gold cords Of
the staff. II was COL Arthur Lanstron.
whose plane had skinned the GAL
lands garden wall for the easy
bump" ten years ago. There was some
thing more than mere titular respect
In the way the young captain saluted
admiration and the diffident boyish
glance OF recognition which does not
presume to take the lead In recalling
slight acquaintance with q man OF
distinction.
"Dellarmel It's all Of two years
since we met at Miss Gailand's, isn't
TT" Lanstron said. shaking hands with
the captain.
Eyes. Just before we were ordered
SOUTH" said Dellarme. obviously
pleased to be remembered.
Il overheard your speech" Lanstron
continued. nodding toward strsnsky.
1T was very informing"
A crowd OF soldiers was now press
ing around Stransky. and In the mont
rank was Grandfather Fragini.
said our nag was no bettsr'n any
other fag. did hsf" plped the old man.
Beat him to Q pupil That's what the
Hussars would have done"
IF you don't mind telling It In pub
lie, Stransky. should like to know
your origin" said Lanstron, prepared
to be a. considerats Of an anarchists
private feelings as Of anybodys.
ssransky squinted his eyes down the
bony bridge OF his nose and grinned
sardonically.
"That won't take long" he answered.
my father. ~ far a. could Identity
him. died In Jail and my mother Of
drink"
THAT was hardly to the purplsi" OBJ
served Lanstron thoughffully.
no, to the redi' answe ed stransky
savagely.
Il mean that IT was hardly inclined
to make you take q roseate view Of life
as . beautiful thing In 8 well-ordered
world where favors Of fortune are
evenly distributed continued Ian
stron-
Rather to make me rsioics IN the
hope Of . new order Of things-the
recreation Of society," strsnsky NJ
tered the sentiment vita the trium-
plant pride Of . pupil Who knows hi
textbook thoroughly.
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