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The flap of the tent was up, and the boy could see for some distance into the interior. Trunks and boxes were open, their contents scattered about the floor. A figure lay still on the floor, as if asleep. Jimmie could not see the face, but from the size and expression of the shoulders he imagined it to be Dode. Oliver was not to be seen.
Counting the hours, the minutes, a turbid broil of thought in his brain, of Dode sitting alone, of George and his murderers, "stiffening his courage," right and wrong mixing each other inextricably together. If, now and then, a shadow crossed him of the meek Nazarene leaving this word to His followers, that, let the world do as it would, they should resist not evil, he thrust it back.
Stationing Oliver and Dode out on the slope to watch for any approach which might be made, Ned gave his attention to the pictures. "The worst of it is," Frank declared, "that the good ones were the ones the boys printed, and the ones which were burned up." "I don't know about that," Ned said. "The camera sees things the human eye does not see!
Even David never would think of her as alone again. Poor David! She never before had thought how guileless he was, how pitiful and solitary his life. "Come home with us," she said, eagerly, holding out her hand. He drew back, wiping the sweat from his face. "You cannot see what is on my hand. I can't touch you, Dode. Never again. Let me alone." "She is right, Gaunt," said Palmer.
Ned opened his eyes wide at sight of Dode, the fourth boy, and of Oliver, who had been left at the camp. "What's the shooting outside?" asked Jimmie, stretching his arms, cramped from long confinement. "Who's out there with Uncle Ike? Say, but I was glad to hear the gentle voice of that wicked old mule!" "And now," Teddy observed, "how about getting out of this? I'm hungry."
For Dode, being the only creature in the United States who thought she came into the world to learn and not to teach, had an odd habit of trying to pick the good lesson out of everybody: the Yankees, the Rebels, the Devil himself, she thought, must have some purpose of good, if she could only get at it. God's creatures alike.
On the 22nd, at Tolocsin, the emperor learned that, after a keenly-fought battle, the Russians had taken Borisow and the bridge over the Berezina. He dismounted, and showing more uneasiness than he had yet done, called to his side General Dode de la Brunerie, an officer of the engineers, whom he had already distinguished. "They are there!" said he, without further explanation.
Lander's force was but a handful in comparison: he escaped with them for their lives that day, leaving the town and the hills in full possession of the Confederates. A bleak, heartless day: coldest of all for Dode, lying on the floor of her little room. How wide and vacant the world looked to her! What could she do there? Why was she born?
I am going West; they will let me nurse in one of the hospitals; that will be better than this that is on my hand." Whatever intolerable pain lay in these words, he smothered it down, kept his voice steady. "Do you understand, Douglas Palmer? I will never see you again. Nor Dode. You love this woman; so did I, as well as you.
As the old man mounted, he turned, and, seeing Gaunt, nodded cheerfully, and going down the hill began to whistle. "Ef I should never come back, he kin tell Dode I hed a light heart at th' last," he thought. But when he was out of hearing, the whistle stopped, and he put spurs to the horse.
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