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Meanwhile, the Colonel had been finding out things. He looked up the records of Broussard and Lawrence and found that they were both natives of the same little town in Louisiana. That might account for their intimacy, although Lawrence was fifteen years Broussard's senior.
As the cavalcade took its way down the road, the darkness of a moonless night descended suddenly, and the difficult way out of the pass was lighted only by the large, bright stars, that seemed so strangely near and kind. Often, in guiding Anita's horse along the rocky road, Broussard's hand touched Anita's.
She was now nearing her nineteenth birthday and could hardly be considered the infant which Colonel Fortescue continued to proclaim her to be. The day after Broussard's arrival was Sunday and on Sunday afternoons. Broussard knew he should find Anita at home. It was the pleasant custom in the C. O.'s house for Mrs.
An instant later Broussard's belt was strapped tightly, binding my hands helplessly to my sides, and I was hurled over so that I stared up blindly into the face of the fellow in command. His black eyes were sneering, while the unpleasant smile revealed a row of white teeth. "Great God, man," he exclaimed, "you must have the skull of an elephant. Are you actually alive?"
Lawrence. Broussard's dark skin turned dull red; Mrs. Lawrence, calmly unconscious, bowed to Anita, who, in her turn, bowed and passed on; her head, usually with a graceful droop, was erect; she radiated silent displeasure. Then Broussard and Mrs. Lawrence entered the office and Broussard closed the door.
As Anita gave Broussard her hand, a great wave of delicate color flooded her face. This quickened the beating of Broussard's heart Anita did not blush like that for everybody. She had a gentle aloofness generally toward men which was a baffling mystery to her mother.
Broussard had kissed Anita, had spread like wildfire through the post. Everybody knew it, and everybody smiled upon Broussard and Anita; even second lieutenants who envied Broussard's luck; good wishes and kind congratulations were showered upon them.
Two or three sailors the anchor watch were forward, engaged in some service about the capstan, and a fellow was swabbing the deck amidship. I heard Broussard's voice at a distance, but could not locate him. However, no one paid the slightest attention to me, as I stood smoking, and gazing curiously around. Everything appeared peaceful enough.
You perhaps remember, sir, the man Lawrence, who, I heard in the Philippines, had deserted?" "He was supposed to have deserted," corrected the Colonel, who was always the soul of accuracy. He glanced at Broussard's face and saw there deep agitation and distress. "Lawrence has come back," continued Broussard.
Then, standing up, the two men embraced as brothers do, and felt their mother's tender spirit hovering over them. The next morning, while Colonel Fortescue was at breakfast, a note was handed to him by Broussard's soldier attendant. It read: "Last night I had a visit from Lawrence.
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