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"General, I would advise a report to the Commander of our failure in four advances that we can not get sufficient men across the valley to charge the Austrian positions. Meanwhile I would order the wounded to be brought in. After that, I would suggest food for the men in the trenches." "I do not care to report four failures without a fifth trial." Doltmir turned back. Big Belt was thinking fast.

Samarc left his seat in the dark corner and walked evenly toward the center where Kohlvihr stood, his aides about him poor old Doltmir standing apart and distressed. The moment had come for the order to be given. Kohlvihr turned to a dispatch rider at the door a door made of cedar trunks. For the moment Peter was blocked between two desires, or paralyzed.

"Poltneck perhaps, but I've seen him with the Imperial orchestra or I'm losing memory. I didn't have a good look at him before " Dabnitz was called by the General, who was seated with Doltmir over a small collation with wine and bread. The lieutenant was requested to arrange the inspiration for the men in the trenches.

He was watching the heart of the Russian invasion of Galicia, and from its main lesion. This he knew quite as well as Dabnitz, or Doltmir, or the half-insane Kohlvihr himself. The Austrians still held. Indeed, it was not hard for them. The Russian west wing entire, and possibly part of its center, would be called upon to flank this stoutly adhering force, if Kohlvihr continued to fail.

He watched with a kind of ferocity until the passing of the staff made him duck back into the doorway.... Kohlvihr sitting like a potato-bag, the brave but melancholy Doltmir finally Dabnitz. The latter passed the little side-street without a turn of the head. After many moments Boylan ventured to the corner.

His cave was well back in the shelter of the works sheltered from ahead and from the sky, with Judenbach behind.... Old Doltmir, the second in command, was saying: "It's a terrible price to pay, General a terrible price. You will note that they enfilade our lines as we reach the bottom land. You will note that their machines cover the valley perfectly and that they are practiced now "

Kohlvihr sent an order for his troops to rest and have a bite in the trenches. The sorry Doltmir stepped forward again: "Would it not be well to bring in our wounded from the field, sir?" "We will have the field presently," said Kohlvihr. "The sun is not hot. The lines already have seen too much of their blood." Big Belt remembered that.

The field is alive with wounded " came from Doltmir. "I can't send troops out there again " The voice was thick and hoarse with repression. "We'll get them at nightfall.... Gentlemen, we may now withdraw." Boylan was one of the last to leave. He saw the aged legs disappear up the earth-rise as the rear door opened. The legs jerked and twitched spasmodically, as if taking an invisible spanking.

Such an action would greatly delay the general forward movement of the Russian arms. "You will be without a command, General," Doltmir suggested, at the end of the second infantry throwback, following that in which Peter had participated. "We are not disturbing them greatly in our advances. We are chiefly effective in destroying their ammunition " "Then we must continue that," said Kohlvihr.