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But it is curious that so discredited were the newspapers of that period that a large majority of New Yorkers, for example, did not believe the most copious and circumstantial accounts of the German air-fleet until it was actually in sight of New York. Kurt's talk was half soliloquy.
Not another planet, another level of existence. Somewhere you normally can't get to from here. You've gone from point A to point µ. That's where we're trying to get to. Got it?" Kurt thought about this. "So why this conspiracy?" "It'll take a concerted effort if we're going to take the town with us." Kurt's jaw dropped. "All of it?" "Every last citizen and every last piece of concrete.
Kurt snorted. "Danger you have not yet known the meaning of danger, little man. Not until now. I ask you again, do you want to end like Hardy? They have not yet looped you in with all their big talk. That is why I came here tonight. If you know what is good for you, Murdock, you will make a break before they tape you " "Tape me?" Kurt's laugh was full of anger, not amusement. "Oh, yes.
Since he loomed at least five inches above Kurt and probably could have broken him in two over one massive knee, his order was one to be considered. "If you have any complaints, go make them to Millaird. And, little man" he poked a massive forefinger into Kurt's chest "wait until you make that first run of yours before you sound off so loudly.
It would be interesting to tell people how he had seen Niagara. And then Kurt's words came into his head: "People torn away from the people they care for; homes smashed, creatures full of life and memories and peculiar little gifts torn to pieces, starved, and spoilt."... He wondered, half incredulous, if that was in deed true. It was so hard to realise it.
Never had he been a coward, but neither had he been one to seek a fight. This suave, distinguished government official, by his own significant metaphor, Uncle Sam gone abroad to find true hearts, had wrought powerfully upon Kurt's temper. He sensed events. He revolved in mind the need for him to be cool and decisive when facing the circumstances that were sure to arise.
This had been Kurt's game all the way through so far and he was certainly not going to resign his first chance to show that he could be of use also. If there had only been some break in the eternal snow, some passing light or goal to be seen ahead, it would not have been so bad.
But Kurt's father seemed to walk fatally right to them, for in a short hundred yards he found three. They caused a profound change in this gloomy man. Not a word did he utter, but he became animated by a tremendous energy. The search was discouraging. It was like hunting for dynamite bombs that might explode at any moment. All Kurt's dread of calamity returned fourfold.
"I wonder if you will do me a great favor, Uncle Philip. Salo and I have so much to talk about still and he must leave to-morrow, I wanted to ask you if Kurt can sleep beside you in the guest room and Salo could sleep in Kurt's bed in my room." "What are you thinking of," the uncle said irritably. "You should hear what your mother would say to that.
He felt that it contained a presence besides his own. And suddenly he was startled by an object blacker than the shadow, that sidled up close to him. Kurt could not keep the cold chills from chasing up and down his back. The object was a man, who reached for Kurt and felt of him with a skinny hand. "I.W.W.?" he whispered, hoarsely, in Kurt's ear. "Yes," replied Kurt.
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