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"I don't mind telling you," Thorpe interposed upon their silence, "I put on that extra two pounds because you got up that story about applying to the Stock Exchange Committee on a charge of fraud." "We didn't get up any story," said Rostocker, curtly. "You tried to plant it on us," Aronson declared. "One of your own Directors put it about. I thought it was a fake at the time."
There were left in the grip of the "corner" now only two victims, Rostocker and Aronson.
"And we'll fix bayonets when we start and they will run at the sight of our steel!" said Eugene Aronson. He and Hugo alone, not excepting Pilzer, the butcher's son, spoke in their natural voices. The others were trying to make their voices sound natural, while Pilzer's voice had developed a certain ferocity, and the liver patch on his cheek twitched more frequently. "Why, Company B is in front!
I made out that there were three schools. One objected to war altogether, and this had few adherents except Aronson and Weekes, C.O., now languishing in Dartmoor. The second thought that the Allies' cause was tainted, and that Britain had contributed as much as Germany to the catastrophe. This included all the adherents of the L.D.A. or League of Democrats against Aggression a very proud body.
The bronze cross desired of generals and privates for Peterkin, when Pilzer had been so confident that he should win the first that came to the 128th now that Eugene Aronson was dead! "I I " stammered Peterkin. "And so modest about it!" added the colonel. "Remembered the lectures to recruits and acted on them faithfully!" The old spirit of the nation was not dead.
Jumping to their feet they broke into a run, bodies bent, heads down, like the peppered silhouette that faced Westerling's desk. What they had done repeatedly in drills and manoeuvres they were now doing in war, mechanically as marionettes. "Come on! The bullet is not made that can get me! Come on!" cried the giant Eugene Aronson.
Then he added, in tones of dejected resignation: "When will you want it?" "At the moment when the payments of Rostocker and Aronson are made to you, or to your bankers or agents," Lord Plowden replied, with prepared facility. He had evidently given much thought to this part of the proceedings. "And of course I shall expect you to draw up now an agreement to that effect.
After the morning sun commenced to tickle the back of his neck, Eugene Aronson, the giant of the 128th of the Grays, stretched his limbs as healthily as a cub bear. "No war yet!" he exclaimed, rubbing his eyes. "Oh, we'd have called you if there were!" said the manufacturer's son, trying to make a joke, which was hard work with his clothes dew-soaked after a sleepless night in the open.
At the end he nodded, and, with a lumbering movement, altered his position in his chair. The fixed idea of despoiling Rostocker, Aronson, Ganz, Rothfoere, Lewis, and Mendel of their last sixpence had been in no wise affected by this entertaining homily. There appeared to be no need of pretending that it had been.
If there were to be a special dispensation providing shell craters and the reverse walls of redoubts for him, he might retain his reputation for heroism. The sand still working its way downward between Pilzer's bare skin and his undershirt irritated him to unusual restlessness of ambition for glory and bronze crosses. He was the strong man of his company, now that Eugene Aronson was dead.
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