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“Gloria, you want parties as much as I do.”

“It doesn’t matter about me. Everything I do is in accordance with my ideas: to use every minute of these years, when I’m young, in having the best time I possibly can.”

“How about after that?”

“After that I won’t care.”

“Yes, you will.”

“Well, I may—but I won’t be able to do anything about it. And I’ll have had my good time.”

“You’ll be the same then. After a fashion, we have had our good time, raised the devil, and we’re in A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница the state of paying for it.”

Nevertheless, the money kept going. There would be two days of gaiety, two days of moroseness—an endless, almost invariable round. The sharp pull-ups, when they occurred, resulted usually in a spurt of work for Anthony, while Gloria, nervous and bored, remained in bed or else chewed abstractedly at her fingers. After a day or so of this, they would make an engagement, and then—Oh, what did it matter? This night, this glow, the cessation of anxiety and the sense that if living was not purposeful it was, at any A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница rate, essentially romantic! Wine gave a sort of gallantry to their own failure.

Meanwhile the suit progressed slowly, with interminable examinations of witnesses and marshallings of evidence. The preliminary proceedings of settling the estate were finished. Mr Haight saw no reason why the case should not come up for trial before summer.

***

Bloeckman appeared in New York late in March; he had been in England for nearly a year on matters concerned with “Films Par Excellence”. The process of general refinement was still in progress—always he dressed a little better, his intonation was mellower, and in his manner there was A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница perceptibly more assurance that the fine things of the world were his by a natural and inalienable right. He called at the apartment, remained only an hour, during which he talked chiefly of the war, and left telling them he was coming again. On his second visit Anthony was not at home, but an absorbed and excited Gloria greeted her husband later in the afternoon.

“Anthony,” she began, “would you still object if I went in the movies?”

His whole heart hardened against the idea. As she seemed to recede from him, if only in threat, her A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница presence became again not so much precious as desperately necessary.

“Oh, Gloria—!”

“Blockhead said he’d put me in—only if I’m ever going to do anything I’ll have to start now. They only want young women. Think of the money, Anthony!”

“For you—yes. But how about me?”

“Don’t you know that anything I have is yours too?”

“It’s such a hell of a career!” he burst out, the moral, the infinitely circumspect Anthony, “and such a hell of a bunch. And I’m so utterly tired of that fellow Bloeckman coming here and interfering A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница. I hate theatrical things.”

“It isn’t theatrical! It’s utterly different.”

“What am I supposed to do? Chase you all over the country? Live on your money?”

“Then make some yourself.”

The conversation developed into one of the most violent quarrels they had ever had. After the ensuing reconciliation and the inevitable period of moral inertia, she realized that he had taken the life out of the project. Neither of them ever mentioned the probability that Bloeckman was by no means disinterested, but they both knew that it lay back of Anthony’s objection.

In April war A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница was declared with Germany. Wilson and his cabinet—a cabinet that in its lack of distinction was strangely reminiscent of the twelve apostles—let loose the carefully starved dogs of war, and the press began to whoop hysterically against the sinister morals, sinister philosophy, and sinister music produced by the Teutonic temperament. Those who fancied themselves particularly broad-minded made the exquisite distinction that it was only the German Government which aroused them to hysteria; the rest were worked up to a condition of retching indecency. Any song which contained the word “mother” and the word “kaiser” was assured of A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница a tremendous success. At last every one had something to talk about—and almost every one fully enjoyed it, as though they had been cast for parts in a sombre and romantic play.



Anthony, Maury and Dick sent in their applications for officers’ training-camps and the two latter went about feeling strangely exalted and reproachless; they chattered to each other, like college boys, of war’s being the one excuse for, and justification of, the aristocrat, and conjured up an impossible caste of officers, to be composed, it appeared, chiefly of the more attractive alumni of three or A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница four Eastern colleges. It seemed to Gloria that in this huge red light streaming across the nation even Anthony took on a new glamour.

The Tenth Infantry, arriving in New York from Panama, were escorted from saloon to saloon by patriotic citizens, to their great bewilderment. West Pointers began to be noticed for the first time in years, and the general impression was that everything was glorious, but not half so glorious as it was going to be pretty soon, and that everybody was a fine fellow, and every race a great race—always excepting the Germans—and in A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница every strata of society outcasts and scapegoats had but to appear in uniform to be forgiven, cheered, and wept over by relatives, ex-friends, and utter strangers.

Unfortunately, a small and precise doctor decided that there was something the matter with Anthony’s blood-pressure. He could not conscientiously pass him for an officers’ training-camp.

The Broken Lute

Their third anniversary passed, uncelebrated, unnoticed. The season wanned in thaw, melted into hotter summer, simmered and boiled away. In July the will was offered for probate, and upon the contestation was assigned by the surrogate to trial term for trial. The matter A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница was prolonged into September—there was difficulty in empanelling an unbiassed jury because of the moral sentiments involved. To Anthony’s disappointment a verdict was finally returned in favour of the testator, whereupon Mr Haight caused a notice of appeal to be served upon Edward Shuttleworth.

As the summer waned Anthony and Gloria talked of the things they were to do when the money was theirs, and of the places they were to go to after the war, when they would “agree on things again”, for both of them looked forward to a time when love A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница, springing like the phoenix from its own ashes, should be born again in its mysterious and unfathomable haunts.

He was drafted early in the fall, and the examining doctor made no mention of low blood pressure. It was all very purposeless and sad when Anthony told Gloria one night that he wanted, above all things, to be killed. But, as always, they were sorry for each other for the wrong things at the wrong times…

They decided that for the present she was not to go with him to the Southern camp where his contingent was ordered. She would remain in New A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница York to “use the apartment”, to save money, and to watch the progress of the case—which was pending now in the Appellate Division, of which the calendar, Mr Haight told them, was far behind.

Almost their last conversation was a senseless quarrel about the proper division of the income—at a word either would have given it all to the other. It was typical of the muddle and confusion of their lives that on the October night when Anthony reported at the Grand Central Station for the journey to camp, she arrived only in time to A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница catch his eye over the anxious heads of a gathered crowd. Through the dark light of the enclosed train-sheds their glances stretched across a hysterical area, foul with yellow sobbing and the smells of poor women. They must have pondered upon what they had done to one another, and each must have accused himself of drawing this sombre pattern through which they were tracing tragically and obscurely. At the last they were too far away for either to see the other’s tears.

Next: Book 3, Chapter 1.

Перевод: Книга 2, Глава 3.

Book 3, Chapter 1

A Matter of Civilization.

Dot | The A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница Man—at—arms. | An Impressive Occasion. | Defeat. | The Catastrophe. | Nightmare | The False Armistice.

At a frantic command from some invisible source, Anthony groped his way inside. He was thinking that for the first time in more than three years he was to remain longer than a night from Gloria. The finality of it appealed to him drearily. It was his clean and lovely girl that he was leaving.

They had arrived, he thought, at the most practical financial settlement: she was to have three hundred and seventy-five dollars a month—not too much considering that over half of that A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница would go in rent—and he was taking fifty to supplement his pay. He saw no need for more: food, clothes, and quarters would be provided—there were no social obligations for a private.

The car was crowded and already thick with breath. It was one of the type known as “tourist” cars, a sort of brummagem Pullman, with a bare floor and straw seats that needed cleaning. Nevertheless, Anthony greeted it with relief. He had vaguely expected that the trip South would be made in a freight-car, in one end of which would stand eight horses and A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница in the other forty men. He had heard the “homines 40, chevaux 8” story so often that it had become confused and ominous.

As he rocked down the aisle with his barrack-bag slung at his shoulder like a monstrous blue sausage, he saw no vacant seats, but after a moment his eye fell on a single space at present occupied by the feet of a short swarthy Sicilian, who, with his hat drawn over his eyes, hunched defiantly in the corner. As Anthony stopped beside him he stared up with a scowl, evidently intended to be intimidating; he must have adopted it A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница as a defence against this entire gigantic equation. At Anthony’s sharp “That seat taken?” he very slowly lifted the feet as though they were a breakable package, and placed them with some care upon the floor. His eyes remained on Anthony, who meanwhile sat down and unbuttoned the uniform coat issued him at Camp Upton the day before. It chafed him under the arms.

Before Anthony could scrutinize the other occupants of the section a young second lieutenant blew in at the upper end of the car and wafted airily down the aisle, announcing in a A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница voice of appalling acerbity:

“There will be no smoking in this car! No smoking! Don’t smoke, men, in this car!”

As he sailed out at the other end a dozen little clouds of expostulation arose on all sides.

“Oh, cripe!”

“Jeese!”

“No smokin’?”

“Hey, come back here, fella!”

“What’s ’ee idea?”

Two or three cigarettes were shot out through the open windows. Others were retained inside, though kept sketchily away from view. From here and there in accents of bravado, of mockery, of submissive humour, a few remarks were dropped that soon melted into the listless and A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница pervasive silence.

The fourth occupant of Anthony’s section spoke up suddenly.

“G’bye, liberty,” he said sullenly. “G’bye, everything except bein’ an officer’s dog.”

Anthony looked at him. He was a tall Irishman with an expression moulded of indifference and utter disdain. His eyes fell on Anthony, as though he expected an answer, and then upon the others. Receiving only a defiant stare from the Italian he groaned and spat noisily on the floor by way of a dignified transition back into taciturnity.

A few minutes later the door opened again and the second lieutenant was borne A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница in upon his customary official zephyr, this time singing out a different tiding:

“All right, men, smoke if you want to! My mistake, men! It’s all right, men! Go on and smoke—my mistake!”

This time, Anthony had a good look at him. He was young, thin, already faded; he was like his own moustache; he was like a great piece of shiny straw. His chin receded, faintly; this was offset by a magnificent and unconvincing scowl, a scowl that Anthony was to connect with the faces of many young officers during the ensuing year.

Immediately A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница everyone smoked—whether they had previously desired to or not. Anthony’s cigarette contributed to the hazy oxidation which seemed to roll back and forth in opalescent clouds with every motion of the train. The conversation, which had lapsed between the two impressive visits of the young officer, now revived tepidly; the men across the aisle began making clumsy experiments with their straw seats’ capacity for comparative comfort; two card-games, half-heartedly begun, soon drew several spectators to sitting positions on the arms of seats. In a few minutes Anthony became aware of a persistently obnoxious sound—the small, defiant Sicilian A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница had fallen audibly asleep. It was wearisome to contemplate that animate protoplasm, reasonable by courtesy only, shut up in a car by an incomprehensible civilization, taken somewhere, to do a vague something, without aim or significance or consequence. Anthony sighed, opened a newspaper which he had no recollection of buying, and began to read by the dim yellow light.

Ten o’clock bumped stuffily into eleven; the hours clogged and caught and slowed down. Amazingly the train halted along the dark countryside, from time to time indulging in short, deceitful movements backward or forward, and whistling harsh paeans A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница into the high October night. Having read his newspaper through, editorials, cartoons, and war-poems, his eyes fell on a half-column headed Shakespeareville, Kansas. It seemed that the Shakespeareville Chamber of Commerce had recently held an enthusiastic debate as to whether the American soldiers should be known as “Sammies” or “Battling Christians”. The thought gagged him. He dropped the newspaper, yawned and let his mind drift off at a tangent. He wondered why Gloria had been late. It seemed so long ago already—he had a pang of loneliness. He tried to imagine from what angle she A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница would regard her new position, what place in her considerations he would continue to hold. The thought acted as a further depressant—he opened his paper and began to read again.

The members of the Chamber of Commerce in Shakespeareville had decided upon “Liberty Lads”.

***

For two nights and two days they rattled southward, making mysterious inexplicable stops in what were apparently arid wastes, and then rushing through large cities with a pompous air of hurry. The whimsicalities of this train foreshadowed for Anthony the whimsicalities of all army administration.

In the arid wastes they were served from A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница the baggage-car with beans and bacon that at first he was unable to eat—he dined scantily on some milk chocolate distributed by a village canteen. But on the second day the baggage-car’s output began to appear surprisingly palatable. On the third morning the rumour was passed along that within the hour they would arrive at their destination, Camp Hooker.

It had become intolerably hot in the car, and the men were all in shirt-sleeves. The sun came in through the windows, a tired and ancient sun, yellow as parchment and stretched out of shape in transit. It A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница tried to enter in triumphant squares and produced only warped splotches—but it was appallingly steady; so much so that it disturbed Anthony not to be the pivot of all the inconsequential sawmills and trees and telegraph-poles that were turning around him so fast. Outside it played its heavy tremolo over olive roads and fallow cotton-fields, back of which ran a ragged line of woods broken with eminences of grey rock. The foreground was dotted sparsely with wretched, ill-patched shanties, among which there would flash by, now and then, a specimen of the languid yokelry A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница of South Carolina, or else a Strolling darky with sullen and bewildered eyes.

Then the woods moved off and they rolled into a broad space like the baked top of a gigantic cake, sugared with an infinity of tents, arranged in geometric figures over its surface. The train came to an uncertain stop, and the sun and the poles and the trees faded, and his universe rocked itself slowly back to its old usualness, with Anthony Patch in the centre. As the men, weary and perspiring, crowded out of the car, he smelt that unforgettable aroma that impregnates all A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница permanent camps—the odour of garbage.

Camp Hooker was an astonishing and spectacular growth suggesting “A Mining Town in 1870—The Second Week”. It was a thing of wooden shacks and whitish-grey tents, connected by a pattern of roads, with hard tan drill-grounds fringed with trees. Here and there stood green Y.M.C.A. houses, unpromising oases, with their muggy odour of wet flannels and closed telephone-booths—and across from each of them there was usually a canteen, swarming with life, presided over indolently by an officer who, with the aid of a side-car A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница, usually managed to make his detail a pleasant and chatty sinecure.

Up and down the dusty roads sped the soldiers of the quartermaster corps, also in side-cars. Up and down drove the generals in their government automobiles, stopping now and then to bring unalert details to attention, to frown heavily upon captains marching at the heads of companies, to set the pompous pace in the gorgeous game of showing off which was taking place triumphantly over the entire area.

The first week after the arrival of Anthony’s draft was filled with a series of interminable inoculations and A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница physical examinations, and with the preliminary drilling. The days left him desperately tired. He had been issued the wrong-size shoes by a popular, easy-going supply-sergeant, and in consequence his feet were so swollen that the last hours of the afternoon were an acute torture. For the first time in his life he could throw himself down on his cot between dinner and afternoon drill-call, and seeming to sink with each moment deeper into a bottomless bed, drop off immediately to sleep, while the noise and laughter around him faded to a pleasant drone of drowsy summer A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница sound. In the morning he awoke stiff and aching, hollow as a ghost, and hurried forth to meet the other ghostly figures who swarmed in the wan company streets, while a harsh bugle shrieked and spluttered at the grey heavens.

He was in a skeleton infantry company of about a hundred men. After the invariable breakfast of fatty bacon, cold toast, and cereal, the entire hundred would rush for the latrines, which, however well policed, seemed always intolerable, like the lavatories in cheap hotels. Out on the field, then, in ragged order—the lame man on his left A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница grotesquely marring Anthony’s listless efforts to keep in step, the platoon sergeants either showing off violently to impress the officers and recruits, or else quietly lurking in close to the line of march, avoiding both labour and unnecessary visibility.

When they reached the fields, work began immediately—they peeled off their shirts for callisthenics. This was the only part of the day that Anthony enjoyed. Lieutenant Kretching, who presided at the antics, was sinewy and muscular, and Anthony followed his movements faithfully, with a feeling that he was doing something of positive value to himself. The other officers A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница and sergeants walked about among the men with the malice of school-boys, grouping here and there around some unfortunate who lacked muscular control, giving him confused instructions and commands. When they discovered a particularly forlorn, ill-nourished specimen, they would linger the full half-hour making cutting remarks and snickering among themselves.

One little officer named Hopkins, who had been a sergeant in the regular army, was particularly annoying. He took the war as a gift of revenge from the high gods to himself, and the constant burden of his harangues was that these rookies did not appreciate the full A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница gravity and responsibility of “the service”. He considered that by a combination of foresight and dauntless efficiency he had raised himself to his current magnificence. He aped the particular tyrannies of every officer under whom he had served in times gone by. His frown was frozen on his brow—before giving a private a pass to go to town he would ponderously weigh the effect of such an absence upon the company, the army, and the welfare of the military profession the world over.

Lieutenant Kretching, blond, dull and phlegmatic, introduced Anthony ponderously to the problems of attention A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница, right face, about face, and at ease. His principal defect was his forgetfulness. He often kept the company straining and aching at attention for five minutes while he stood out in front and explained a hew movement—as a result only the men in the centre knew what it was all about—those on both flanks had been too emphatically impressed with the necessity of staring straight ahead.

The drill continued until noon. It consisted of stressing a succession of infinitely remote details, and though Anthony perceived that this was consistent with the logic of war, it none the A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница less irritated him. That the same faulty blood-pressure which would have been indecent in an officer did not interfere with the duties of a private was a preposterous incongruity. Sometimes, after listening to a sustained invective concerned with a dull and, on the face of it, absurd subject known as military “courtesy”, he suspected that the dim purpose of the war was to let the regular army officers—men with the mentality and aspirations of schoolboys—have their fling with some real slaughter. He was being grotesquely sacrificed to the twenty-year patience of a Hopkins!

Of his three A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница tent-mates—a flat-faced, conscientious objector from Tennessee, a big, scared Pole, and the disdainful Celt whom he had sat beside on the train—the two former spent the evenings in writing eternal letters home, while the Irishman sat in the tent-door whistling over and over to himself half a dozen shrill and monotonous bird-calls. It was rather to avoid an hour of their company than with any hope of diversion that, when the quarantine was lifted at the end of the week, he went into town. He caught one of the swarm A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница of jitneys that overran the camp each evening, and in half an hour was set down in front of the Stonewall Hotel on the hot and drowsy main street.

Under the gathering twilight the town was unexpectedly attractive. The sidewalks were peopled by vividly dressed, overpainted girls, who chattered volubly in low, lazy voices, by dozens of taxi-drivers who assailed passing officers with “Take y’ anywheh, Lieutenant”, and by an intermittent procession of ragged, shuffling, subservient Negroes. Anthony, loitering along through the warm dusk, felt for the first tune in years the slow, erotic breath of the South, imminent in A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница the hot softness of the air, in the pervasive lull of thought and time.

He had gone about a block when he was arrested suddenly by a harsh command at his elbow.

“Haven’t you been taught to salute officers?”

He looked dumbly at the man who addressed him, a stout, black-haired captain, who fixed him menacingly with brown pop-eyes.

“Come to attention!” The words were literally thundered. A few pedestrians near by stopped and stared. A soft-eyed girl in a lilac dress tittered to her companion.

Anthony came to attention.

“What’s your regiment and A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница company?”

Anthony told him.

“After this when you pass an officer on the street you straighten up and salute!”

“All right!”

“Say ‘Yes, sir!’”

“Yes, sir.”

The stout officer grunted, turned sharply, and marched down the street. After a moment Anthony moved on; the town was no longer indolent and exotic; the magic was suddenly gone out of the dusk. His eyes were turned precipitately inward upon the indignity of his position. He hated that officer, every officer—life was unendurable.

After he had gone half a block he realized that the girl in the lilac dress who had A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница giggled at his discomfiture was walking with her friend about ten paces ahead of him. Several times she had turned and stared at Anthony with cheerful laughter in the large eyes that seemed the same colour as her gown.

At the corner she and her companion visibly slackened their pace—he must make his choice between joining them and passing obliviously by. He passed, hesitated, then slowed down. In a moment the pair were abreast of him again, dissolved in laughter now—not such strident mirth as he would have expected in the North from actresses in this familiar A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница comedy, but a soft, low rippling, like the overflow from some subtle joke, into which he had inadvertently blundered.

“How do you do?” he said.

Her eyes were soft as shadows. Were they violet, or was it their blue darkness mingling with the grey hues of dusk?

“Pleasant evening,” ventured Anthony uncertainly.

“Sure is,” said the second girl.

“Hasn’t been a very pleasant evening for you,” sighed the girl in lilac. Her voice seemed as much a part of the night as the drowsy breeze stirring the wide brim of her hat.

“He had to have a chance A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница to show off,” said Anthony with a scornful laugh.

“Reckon so,” she agreed.

They turned the corner and moved lackadaisically up a side street as if following a drifting cable to which they were attached. In this town it seemed entirely natural to turn corners like that, it seemed natural to be bound nowhere in particular, to be thinking nothing…. The side street was dark, a sudden offshoot into a district of wild-rose hedges and little quiet houses set far back from the street.

“Where’re you going?” he inquired politely.

“Just goin’.” The answer was an A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница apology, a question, an explanation.

“Can I stroll along with you?”

“Reckon so.”

It was an advantage that her accent was different. He could not have determined the social status of a Southerner from her talk—in New York a girl of a lower class would have been raucous, unendurable—except through the rosy spectacles of intoxication.

Dark was creeping down. Talking little—Anthony in careless, casual questions, the other two with provincial economy of phrase and burden—they sauntered past another corner, and another. In the middle of a block they stopped beneath a lamp-post.

“I live A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница near here,” explained the other girl.

“I live around the block,” said the girl in lilac.

“Can I see you home?”

“To the corner, if you want to.”

The other girl took a few steps backward. Anthony removed his hat.

“You’re supposed to salute,” said the girl in lilac with a laugh. “All the soldiers salute.”

“I’ll learn,” he responded soberly.

The other girl said, “Well—” hesitated, then added, “call me up tomorrow, Dot,” and retreated from the yellow circle of the street-lamp. Then, in silence, Anthony and the girl in lilac walked the three A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница blocks to the small rickety house which was her home. Outside the wooden gate she hesitated.

“Well—thanks.”

“Must you go in so soon?”

“I ought to.”

“Can’t you stroll around a little longer?”

She regarded him dispassionately.

“I don’t even know you.”

Anthony laughed.

“It’s not too late.”

“I reckon I better go in.”

“I thought we might walk down and see a movie.”

“I’d like to.”

“Then I could bring you home. I’d have just enough time. I’ve got to be in camp by eleven.”

It was so dark that he could scarcely A Worthy Man And His Gifted Son. | Past and Person of the Hero. | The Reproachless Apartment. | Nor Does He Spin. | Afternoon. | Three Men. | Night. | A Flash-Back In Paradise. 19 страница see her now. She was a dress swayed infinitesimally by the wind, two limpid, reckless eyes.

“Why don’t you come—Dot? Don’t you like movies? Better come.”

She shook her head.

“I oughtn’t to.”

He liked her, realizing that she was temporizing for the effect on him. He came closer and took her hand.

“If we get back by ten, can’t you? Just to the movies?”

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