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In a moment the party divided itself into two camps, and the conflict became general. As there were ten people in the compartment, of whom seven were engaged in a life-and-death struggle, the movements of the non-combatants Kitty, myself, and a gigantic youth of gawky appearance were, to put it mildly, somewhat restricted.
Doctor Cochran stamped upon the floor of the landing. "My feet are cold and numb from waiting for life to come out of life," he said heavily. "The woman struggled and now I must struggle." Silence followed the stamping of feet and the tired heavy declaration from the sick man's lips. From the street below came another loud shout of laughter from Duke Yetter.
No doubt they misrepresent him in this, as they are apt to do in everything." Her face hardened again. "But it's of no use seeking excuses for him. My lover my husband must be a man who can hold his own with other men, in whatever relation of life the struggle may be.
Fortunately the handle and not the point struck him, else had the struggle been brief and decisive. As it was, the captain followed up his assault with a rush at his opponent, who met him with a heavy blow from the tiller, which the other received on his left arm, and both men closed in a deadly struggle.
Few men in this whole country have occupied a more marked position in the public mind, during all this struggle, than Superintendent Kennedy, in his legitimate position at the head of the Police and in what we must believe to have been his illegitimate one as Provost Marshal.
The thought in no way abated his own assurance, it merely taught him that it would be wiser to play cautiously at first, instead of, as he had intended, making a fierce and rapid attack at once, and finishing the struggle almost as soon as it began.
For minutes the struggle continued, for Lygon was fighting with the desperation of one who makes his last awful onset against fate and doom. Dupont also had his knife at work. At last it drank blood, but as he got it home, he suddenly reeled blindly, lost his balance, and lurched into the water with a groan.
Here he was wont to seclude himself daily and think of her who had been his treasure-the joy of his existence. But life soon became a struggle.
"I'll do it, all right," he said, after they had traversed nearly two blocks in silence. The words came as an epitome of the struggle that was going on in his mind. "Don't walk so fast, Tom. You are tiring me." "Tiring you?" he exclaimed. He looked at her bent head and laughed, a short, mirthless chuckle. "You'll have to forgive me, Mary. You see I've been thinking of something else.
The epic has dealt always with a struggle, at once human and divine, to establish a great communal cause.
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