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Their dark, angry glances at the woods from which we had come, and the frequent repetition of the word "Doda," made it clear enough that this was a rescue party who had set forth to save or revenge the old chief's son, for such we gathered that the youth must be. A council was now held by the whole tribe squatting in a circle, whilst we sat near on a slab of basalt and watched their proceedings.
Their speech, though unintelligible to us, was fluent among themselves, and as they pointed to each other and uttered the word "Accala" many times over, we gathered that this was the name of the nation. Occasionally, with faces which were convulsed with fear and hatred, they shook their clenched hands at the woods round and cried: "Doda! Doda!" which was surely their term for their enemies.
"Perhaps a shade precocious," wrote the lady principal in one of the laconic, penetrating sentences with which, above her signature, each girl's report was terminated: and, in a later term, "Has 'Forward! for her banner, but should remember 'not too fast'." "Gripes! I know what she's referring to," said Doda, seeing it, and laughed, obviously flattered. "Your expressions, Doda!" "Huggo uses it."
Have you noticed it?" Their father was bent almost double swinging Doda between his legs, the stomach of Doda reposing on the palms of his joined hands and Doda squealing ecstatically. Their father said, "I have. Go and look at that photograph, Rosalie, and you'll see why. Look at what her people are. Muffet's broadening down from precedent to precedent." It made their mother laugh.
Doda did not seem to have a thought for Huggo, nor Huggo a thought for when he should see Doda. Neither of them, she could not help noticing, had the faintest concern to be with Benji. She and Harry with Benji went down to a furnished house in Devonshire, and the other two, their plans in part curtailed, were brought to join them. It was jolly enough.
They take pride in tracing their descent from the followers of George Castriote, or Scanderbeg, who was born at Castri in their territory, and their prince, Prenk Bib Doda, confidently asserts that the world-renowned Scanderbeg was his own ancestor. They consider, therefore, that it would disgrace the memory of their heroic forefathers to fight as mere hirelings.
Equal in endeavour, they were thereby made equal on every plane and in every taste. A reciprocating machine. That was it! At least that was how, profoundly satisfied with it, she thought it was. Then Benji came. There were attendant upon the expectation and the coming of Benji certain processes of mind that had not been with Huggo or with Doda.
How independent they were, how absorbed in their friends, how different! She hardened her heart. The reopening of the schools drew on and return was made to London. Huggo and Doda were made ready for school and returned to school. The Law Courts reopened and Harry took up again his work. October!
Doda was nine when she began; Huggo, when he was home for his holidays, eleven, rising twelve; Benji only seven. They seemed to her, all of them, wonderfully old for their years and, no getting over that, different. She tried to read them the stories she used to love. They didn't like them. Doda didn't like "The Wide Wide World" and didn't like "Little Women."
I and your uncle Robert never worried about whether it was possible; we simply loved the adventure of it." "Well, I can't, mother," said Huggo. "It's not possible, and if it isn't possible, I think it's stupid." And Doda thought Ellen in the "Wide Wide World" silly, and Beth and Jo and the others in "Little Women" dull. She read them Dickens, but it was always, "Oh, leave out that part, mother.
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