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"By-the-by, is she English?" Norgate asked. "A mixture of French, Italian, and German, I believe," Baring replied. "Her husband is Benedek the painter, you know." "I've heard of him," Norgate assented. "What are you doing now?" "I've had a job up in town for a week or so, at the Admiralty," Baring explained. "We are examining the plans of a new but you wouldn't be interested in that."
I do not know if your mind is so big and broad that you would be willing to see her suffer a little for her greater good. Ah, but the lady comes at last!" Mrs. Benedek was accompanied by a tall, middle-aged man, of fair complexion, whom Selingman greeted with marked respect. She turned to Norgate. "Let me present you," she said, "to Prince Edward of Lenemaur Mr. Francis Norgate."
My wife will be leaving again for France next week with the first Red Cross Ambulance Corps. I dare say she will be glad to hear from any one who wants to help." "I shall be a nurse," Mrs. Paston Benedek decided. "I am sick of bridge and amusing myself." "The costume is quite becoming," Mrs. Barlow murmured, glancing at herself in the looking-glass, "and I adore those poor dear soldiers."
It consisted largely in hand-to-hand fighting, which now gave an advantage to the Austrians, now to the Italians; many of the positions were lost and re-taken more than half-a-dozen times; the issue seemed long doubtful, and when Benedek, who commanded his side with unquestionable ability, received orders from the field of Solferino to begin a retreat, each combatant was firmly convinced that he was getting the best of it.
Paston Benedek, on the following afternoon, sat in one corner of the very comfortable lounge set with its back to the light in her charming drawing-room. Norgate sat in the other. "I think it is perfectly sweet of you to come," she declared. "I do not care how many enemies I make I will certainly dine with you to-night. How I shall manage it I do not yet know.
Now I am on this beastly land job but there, I mustn't bother you with my grumblings." "I am interested," Norgate assured him. "Did you say you were considering something new?" Baring nodded. "Plans of a new submarine," he confided. "There's no harm in telling you as much as that." Mrs. Benedek, who was dummy for the moment, strolled over to them.
Benedek snatched the paper away from the man's fingers and read the little paragraph out aloud. For a moment she was deathly white. "What is it?" Selingman demanded. "Freddy Baring," she whispered "Captain Baring shot himself in his room at the Admiralty this afternoon! Some one telephoned to him. Five minutes later he was found dead a bullet wound through his temple!... Give me my chair, please.
The forces of the two Powers on the Silesian and Saxon frontier were almost equal; but the Austrian commander-in-chief, Benedek, brave and brilliant as a division leader, proved unequal to his present task. He dallied in Moravia until June 16th, while the Prussians entered Bohemia in two separate masses, one on each side of the Riesen Gebirge. Benedek wavered and blundered.
You can kill me first, if you will, but in two months' time you shall learn what it is like to wait hand and foot upon your conquerors." He strode out of the room, a guard on either side of him and the door closed. One woman had fainted. Mrs. Paston Benedek was swaying back and forth upon the cushioned fender, sobbing hysterically. Norgate stood by her side.
So it had been at Solferino, when Benedek had been allowed to attack and disperse the French-Italian troops on their left wing, while at Solferino itself the Austrian army was destroyed. So it would be here.
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