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Dabnitz regarded him wearily then with sudden amazement. It was a kind of bear reaching. He was pulled down, his face smothered in a woolen shirt that covered a breast like cushioned stone. The building must have fallen. The hands were neither rough nor swift, but they pawed him with a kind of power that turned him to vapor.
The Russians had not understood, except Lornievitch, in part, and he was far away; the Germans would never piece the fragments together, and Peter himself had been mainly unconscious. Peter had not been told even of the Dabnitz episode.... They might have pulled together for years if it hadn't been for the woman, but there was bound to be a woman. Mowbray was like that.
"I didn't know," Dabnitz sighed. Boylan was standing below. He heard distant firing through the rain in the direction of the field.... Lornievitch had doubtless begun a flank movement. Kohlvihr would lick his wounds in Judenbach for another day. Dabnitz appeared from the stairway, a paper in his hand.
These things now passing in the bomb- proof pit formed the climax of a narrative that had been running from the Warsaw office to the present hour.... For a moment in the story's grasp, Boylan did not hear the voice of the invaluable Dabnitz: "...He is under suspicion, sir," that young officer was saying to his chief.
It was that remark, by the way, which nearly cost the life of our General. The hospital steward, took up the action as you know " "Dabnitz, I was shocked as you. Peter was beside himself. He had come in from the field the actuality of it. He forgot where he was. The unparalleled energy of the General to win the day, you know and Peter had just come in from the hollows where the men lay "
The two sat by until Samarc slept. They were in the street again, moving close to the walls, for the cavalry was crowding the narrow highway. They crossed finally to a stone-paved area at the side of Judenbach's main building. Their feet were upon the stone flags of this court, when Dabnitz suddenly hurried forward, with a gesture for them to stand back. "Just a moment, my friends," he said.
With the first relief of the morning-guard at headquarters, he was there. Dabnitz appeared and smiled grimly. The wire was already busy; Kohlvihr came in unsteadily, the old fume about him that made Boylan lick his lips. His own nerves had been badly wrenched. He could have relished a stimulant, but he hadn't thought of it alone. "You're looking for word from the Commander?" Dabnitz asked. "Yes."
I am sure the men will answer with zeal." Poltneck seemed to wilt. Boylan was caught with the others thinking it was the mention of the trenches that frightened this hospital soldier. Yet the smile had not changed when Boylan's eye roved to that. It was not more contemptuous, nor less; but something about it was unsteadying. Dabnitz already had used many more words than he expected.
"It's expensive and cumbersome also to carry such a hospital system afield," Peter observed. Dabnitz did not catch the irony. "Yes, it would be cheaper and simpler to put a hard-hit soldier out of his misery "
"I am not used to crowds," Poltneck objected weakly. "I am just a simple man. Already I am without voice. I beg of you to send for Chautonville of the opera." Dabnitz was puzzled. "That is out of the question. Chautonville is back in the city. Within twenty minutes the order for advance will be given. Come, Poltneck; you will do very well when you see your soldiers "
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