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We may imagine him, then, hastening to meet us in one of those taxicabs of which he is so bountiful a patron, and, in the interval, before we make his personal acquaintance, try to recall what we already know of him. At the present time Mr. Hilaire Belloc to his largest public is quite simply and solely the war expert. To those people, thousands in number, who have become acquainted with Mr.

Belloc that he is a "man of independent mind, and, where necessary, of unpopular attitude ... his estimates, right or wrong, are his own ... he carries a sword to grasp not an axe to grind." In the following chapters a brief exposition of Mr.

Belloc appears as an expert, in the true sense of that much abused word. He says of himself, in the paragraph already quoted "I happen to have specialized on military history and problems." That is again too modest an estimation of the facts. He has done far more than merely to specialize on military history; he has given military history its true place in relation to other branches of history.

Carter was down for a paper on Rabelais; King would have some of his amusing ballades and rondeaus; and above all there would be the first chapter of the serial, from which the members promised themselves much diversion. It was too late now to attempt anything on Danton and Robespierre; he picked up a volume of Belloc and sat cosily by the fire.

Above all, how was this indulgently and shelteredly reared lady to become a working woman, living a routine life, toiling away day in and day out, with no let up, permitting no one and nothing to break her routine? "Really," thought Agnes Belloc, "she ought to have married that Baird man or stayed on with the nasty general. I wonder why she didn't! That's the only thing that gives me hope.

Agnes Belloc could feel her soul rearing defiantly at the city into which she was gazing. "I will!" she replied. "It sounds as if you'd been pushed to where you'd turn and make a fight," said Agnes. "I hope so," said Mildred. "It's high time." She thought out several more or less ingenious indirect routes into Mr. Crossley's stronghold, for use in case frontal attack failed.

Even those who were conversant with his study of the military aspects of the Revolution and had noticed the careful attention paid by Mr. Belloc to military matters in various books could scarcely have been prepared for such an avalanche of highly-specialized knowledge. For we are all prone to the mistake of confusing a man with his books.

'Like M. Belloc in painting, said I. At length he found his friend M., the first intelligence of the age, reading it. "'What, you, too? said he. "'Ah, ah! replied the friend; 'say nothing about this book! There is nothing like it. This leaves us all behind, all, all, miles behind!

Chesterton and the other gentlemen had only my word for it that I had any connection with literature, and that as far as they were aware I might be the worst kind of crook, and at the very best was in all likelihood a very great bore. Annie, the maid at my lodgings, handed me a bunch of mail. Mr. Belloc was particularly eager to see me, he said.

They must enter into the consciousness of the nation; and this they will not do if the opposite and false statement calculated to spread panic and to destroy judgment be permitted to work its full evil unchecked by public authority. These passages will suffice to show not only that Mr. Belloc works with an object, but also the very important nature of that object.

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