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There were theater parties, suppers on Brühl Terrace, plans for the next dance. Jim spread it on thick, and the dutiful, docile Elsa was swept along with the rest, although with a reserve in evocation as became the modesty of a maiden who was manifestly the pivotal center of all this vertiginous attraction and activity. The Buchers suddenly evinced a great and favorable curiosity about America.

He was ashamed enough. To be carried to his room in the odor of champagne and with a girl's silk stockings in his pocket! He Gard Kirtley! Was this the low estate to which German life had brought him? But he soon observed that the Buchers cared nothing about all this. Young men, as we have seen, were expected to go on larks. No one spoke of the distressing occurrence.

Has the world turned topsy-turvy or have I? Does what one actually see and hear have no meaning any more?" "Why do you stay in Germany?" asked Gard. "The Germans antagonize you. And you look upon their Government as a wicked monster prepared to leap upon its innocent prey?" "For about the same reasons that you remain at the Buchers'. Because it's so often exasperating here.

One is rather forced, in spite of himself, to take the Germans at either of two extremes in order to understand them candidly mushiness or iron." Anderson did not care for the Buchers and only came two or three times to Villa Elsa. So Gard did the calling.

As he revolved the matter in his mind, he was less and less positive. At any rate, how explain the fact that this exact figure had been on the two trains and that each time he had been with it alone? How was it known here what trains he would take? Only the Buchers were advised.

And this is because she is vain, timid and without plan. Is that logical, wise and serving mankind for the best? Were conditions reversed, would she herself favor such a backward, lagging programme?" Kirtley admitted to himself that this was a very good and valid point of view for Germans. He recognized its general source, for the Buchers, in the Dresden newspapers.

Perhaps the atmosphere of restraint he had detected in the Buchers at the last, amid all their cordial expressions and deeds, was due to the changed rôle they then knew they were playing as against an American "pig." At their frontier all human relations obligations, honor, amicability, trust, good faith, religion were exchangeable for brutality and dastardly brutality.

At the Buchers the presentable red and gilt edition of his poems was kept in Fräulein's escritoire in her room. American education, Gard began to realize, was somehow on the wrong track here. It was trying to cultivate a Germany that no longer seemed to exist. It was diligently teaching and acclaiming Teutons who were repudiated in their own land.

The neighbors were exultantly apprised. Certainly the Buchers were nowadays cutting a high figure they to whom such costly festivities had been unknown. No one had ever associated Villa Elsa with the wand of prodigality, and its vulgar Americans were dumfounding.

But this representative boorish German family, stuck here on the rainy banks of the mid-continent Elbe and so rooted and clamorous in the presumption that they and their kind were eclipsing the earth how impossible of any conversion? Gard had at first the idea of getting together some American statistics and showing the Buchers a few facts. Then he saw this was hopeless.

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