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There is a far greater thing. My country has conquered. You and your friends will be dragged at the chariot wheels of a triumph such as Rome never saw. Does that penetrate your thick skull? Germany has won, and in two days the whole round earth will be stricken dumb by her greatness. As I watched Blenkiron a grey shadow of hopelessness seemed to settle on his face.
There was a screen before me, stretching from the fireplace to keep off the draught from the door by which I had entered. It stood higher than my head but there were cracks in it through which I could watch the room. I found a little table on which I could lean my back, for I was dropping with fatigue. Blenkiron sat at the writing-table and in front of him were little rows of Patience cards.
Hussin and Peter set off on different sides of the road to prospect for a house, and Blenkiron and I sheltered under the nearest rock and smoked savagely. Hussin was the first to strike oil. He came back in twenty minutes with news of some kind of dwelling a couple of miles up the stream. He went off to collect Peter, and, humping our baggage, Blenkiron and I plodded up the waterside.
The shell dropped ten yards to our right. A second later another fell behind us. Blenkiron had dragged himself to the parapet. I don't suppose he had ever been shelled before, but his face showed curiosity rather than fear. 'Pretty poor shooting, I reckon, he said. 'On the contrary, I said, 'they know their business. They're bracketing ...
If I'm a jealous player, beat me over the head. His voice was almost wistful, and I liked him enormously. 'Blenkiron will see to that, I said. 'We're going to break you to harness, Wake, and then you'll be a happy man. You keep your mind on the game and forget about yourself. That's the cure for jibbers. As I journeyed to St Anton I thought a lot about that talk.
But there was no message only a line from Peter, saying he had hopes of being sent to Switzerland. That made me realize that he must be pretty badly broken up. Presently the telephone bell rang. It was Blenkiron who spoke. 'Go down and have a talk with your brokers about the War Loan. Arrive there about twelve o'clock and don't go upstairs till you have met a friend.
As she counted the four of us she seemed relieved. 'I reckon you feel refreshed, Miss Mary, said Blenkiron. 'It's good to think that now we can sleep in peace, all of us. Pretty soon you'll be in England and spring will be beginning, and please God it'll be the start of a better world. Our work's over, anyhow. 'I wonder, said the girl gravely. 'I don't think there's any discharge in this war.
The nation is sane again, and is judging and shooting the accomplices at its leisure. But the principals we have never caught. 'You hear that, Dick, said Blenkiron. 'You're satisfied this isn't a whimsy of a melodramatic old Yank? I'll tell you more. You know how Ivery worked the submarine business from England. Also, it was the Wild Birds that wrecked Russia.
But it was the rabble that caught the eye very wild, pinched, miserable rabble. I never in my life saw such swarms of beggars, and you walked down that street to the accompaniment of entreaties for alms in all the tongues of the Tower of Babel. Blenkiron and I behaved as if we were interested tourists.
Sandy squatted cross-legged on the hearthrug and lit a foul old briar pipe, which he extricated from some pouch among his skins. And so began that conversation which had never been out of my thoughts for four hectic weeks. 'If I presume to begin, said Blenkiron, 'it's because I reckon my story is the shortest. I have to confess to you, gentlemen, that I have failed.
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