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Updated: June 17, 2025
During the next ten days Alexina kept as close to Gora as was possible in the circumstances. She had made many engagements and not all of them were social; there were still gowns to be fitted, committee meetings to attend. Twice Gora appeared to have risen with the dawn, and she vanished for the day.
We were fortunate in having with us a great number of Russian born men, who of course were our interpreters, one of whom, by the way, Private Cwenk, was killed on January 19th, 1919, in the attack of Nijni Gora when he refused to quit his post, though mortally injured, until it was too late for him to make his escape.
I heard the crackle of father's paper as he rolled it; then his voice, low and speaking close to me, "Mr. Dingley said you were to be called after Gora. We would better go into the court now, so as not to be hurried." Somehow I had a fancy he would not have suggested our going into court so soon if the Spanish Woman had not come into the witness room.
We later learned from a prisoner who was captured some days later that a strong raiding party had been dispatched to raid the town of Yemska Gora on the line and to cut the wires.
"Oh, I have been cold so long! Please don't leave it open. That's a darling." Alexina closed it with an amiable smile. "What would you do, Gora, if you were really mad about a man? Have him at any cost? Annihilate anything that stood in your way? Anybody, I mean."
All, however, did not wear hats, and they arranged their hair as individually as Alexina. "This may be our chance to see the art exhibit," said Aileen. "They'll remember us in time, or Gora will...." They descended into the room but had waited too long.
Of the rule of the one deity traces are visible on the heights of Fruska Gora in the fossil sea-shells strewn around, and in Veterani's cave with its petrified relics of saurian monsters of the deep; of the other god, the basalt of Piatra Detonata bears witness.
He always awoke with alert mind and refreshed body. "What is it? Not " Gora nodded. "At two this morning. Alexina wouldn't let me call you " His wide masculine eyebrows met. It was correct to be angry and he was. "I never heard of such a thing " "She was not a bit overcome and wrote letters to her brothers and friends for at least two hours.
Alexina he had always worshiped and the only time he ceased to be a socialist was when he ground his teeth and cursed fate for not making him a gentleman and giving him a chance before she was corralled by that sawdust dude. He had also remained on friendly terms with Gora, who had cold-bloodedly studied him and made him the hero of a grim strike story.
She was not one of Life's favorites, but she had wrung prizes from that unamiable deity more than once. Alexina speculated. Gora had all the brains that Mortimer lacked and commanding traits of character. She was so striking in appearance even now that people often turned and stared at her.
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