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He ceased to crouch; he sprawled upon the grass and clenched an impotent fist. "This war," he cried, "this blarsted foolery of a war. "O Kurt! Lieutenant Kurt! "I done," he said, "I done. I've 'ad all I want, and more than I want. The world's all rot, and there ain't no sense in it. The night's coming.... If 'E comes after me 'E can't come after me 'E can't!...
Kurt Fawzi, edging him out of the crowd, was the first to voice that. "Conn, what did you find out?" he asked breathlessly. "Do you know where it is?" Conn hesitated, looking about desperately; this was no time to start talking to Kurt Fawzi about it.
Just then Olsen joined Jerry. "Boy, we've beat the I.W.W.'s, but but " he began, and broke off huskily. "What's the matter?" queried Kurt, and a cold chill shot over him. Jerry plucked at his sleeve. "Your old man your dad he's overworked hisself," whispered Jerry. "It's tough.... Nobody could stop him." Kurt felt that the fulfilment of his icy, sickening dread had come.
"Never mind that!" yelled Kurt, pointing at Olsen's hill. "Keep looking for those damned pieces of phosphorus!" With that Kurt dove into the wheat, and, sweeping wide his arms to make a passage, he strode on, his eyes bent piercingly upon the ground close about him. He did not penetrate deeper into the wheat from the road than the distance he estimated a strong arm could send a stone.
Don't make two out of them, Mäzli! All the world knows that Mr. Trius is the Steward of Castle Wildenstein; he is one person and not two." Then Mäzli answered, "Mr. Trius is one and the Castle-Steward is another. They are two people and not one." After they had repeated this about three times Bruno said, "Oh, Kurt, leave her alone. Mäzli thinks that there are two, when she calls him first Mr.
It was a concession that Kurt was amazed and delighted to gain. And he set about at once to act upon it. He changed his clothes and satisfied his hunger; then, saddling his horse, he started out to visit his farmer neighbors. The day bade fair to be rich in experience. Jerry, the foreman, was patrolling his long beat up and down the highway. Jerry carried a shot-gun and looked like a sentry.
"My blood on your hands!" he exclaimed, morbidly. "German blood!" "Kurt, you're out of your head," retorted Lenore, hotly. "If you dare to say that again I'll " She broke off. "What will you do?" Lenore faltered. What would she do? A revelation must come, sooner or later, and the strain had begun to wear upon her. She was stirred to her depths, and instincts there were leaping.
Kurt was sure now that he recognized Glidden's voice. Excitement and anger then gave place to deadly rage. "Who are you?" yelled Olsen. "We're tramps watchin' the fire," came the reply. "You set that fire!" "No, we didn't." Kurt motioned Olsen to be silent, as with lifting breast he took an involuntary step forward. "Glidden, I know you!" he shouted, in hard, quick tones. "I'm Kurt Dorn.
Kurt got up to grope his way through the murky darkness. He could escape now. If that explosion had not killed his pursuers it had certainly scared them off. He heard men running and yelling off to the left. A rumble of a train came from below the village. Finally Kurt got clear of the smoke, to find that he had wandered off into one of the fields opposite the station.
I'm chokin' for air an' water. Bring us a drink," replied Anderson. Kurt hurried away to get a bucket and tin cup. As he drew water from the well he was thinking rather vaguely that it was somehow embarrassing the fact of Mr. Anderson being accompanied by his daughter. Kurt was afraid of his father. But then, what did it matter?
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