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"Yes, on yours, Lanny, on a friend's! You" she put a cold emphasis on the word "you wanted him here for your plans! And why? You haven't answered that yet. What purpose of the war game does he serve in our garden?" His look pleaded for patience, while he tried to smile, which was rather difficult in face of her attitude. "Not altogether in the garden; partly in the tower," he replied.
"Yes, but for you the losses on both sides would have been greater hundreds of thousands greater," concluded the vice-chief. "And to-night I think you helped me to see right; you struck a light in my mind when I was about to forget the law of service." "You see, then, you did hasten the end, Marta," said Lanstron. "Yes, I do see, Lanny!" she whispered.
"Why, there is nothing I could ever have to forgive you, Lanny," he said, returning Lanstron's pressure while for an instant his quickening muscles gave him a soldierly erectness. Then his attitude changed to one of doubt and inquiry. "And you found out that I was not deaf when you had that fall on the terrace?" he asked, turning to Marta. "That is how you happened to get the whole story?
"I am the same as a soldier now a soldier assigned to a definite duty for my flag. I should break my word of honor a soldier's word of honor! No, not that again!" He snatched down the receiver to make sure that temptation did not reappear in too luring a guise, and still another Gustave Feller was in the ascendant. "Didn't I say to trust it to me, Lanny?" he called merrily.
"And, Lanny, I want to know some position of the Browns which is weak not actually weak, maybe, but some position where the Grays expect terrible resistance and will not find it where you will let them in!" "In the name of Marta! Marta, what " "I am going to fight for the Browns for my home!"
Now, let the red-tapists dare to point to his past when I ask anything for him and I'll overwhelm them with the living present! Yes, and he shall have the iron cross. It is for such deeds as his that the iron cross was meant." "Thank you," she said. "It's worth something to make a man as happy as you will make him. Yes, you are real flesh and blood to do this, Lanny."
Now that you are chief of intelligence you must have many secret agents within the inner circle of the army's activities. In the midst of peace and the commonplaces of drill and manoeuvres there must be dangerous and trying work where the only distinction is service for the cause our cause of three million against five. Find a task for me, no matter how mean, thankless, or dangerous, Lanny.
We learned that principle at school, didn't we?" "And that means a bigger chance for you, Gustave. We are bringing up reserve artillery and making new dispositions. I am going to give you charge of the field-guns. But the chief of artillery will tell you about your work." "This is heaven, Lanny! How am I ever going to " "There, no thanks, Gustave. You are the man.
Meanwhile, both had swept the surroundings in a sharp, covert survey. They had the garden to themselves. "Gustave!" Lanstron exclaimed under his breath. "Lanny!" exclaimed the gardener, turning over a branch of the rose-bush. He seemed unwilling to risk talking openly with Lanstron. "You look the good workman in his Sunday best to a T!" said Lanstron.
All the good times, the sweetly companionable times, she and Lanny had had together; all his flashes of courtship, his outburst in their last interview in the arbor, when she had told him that if she found that she wanted to come to him she would come in a flame, passed in review under the hard light of her petty ironies and sarcasms, which had the false ring of coquetry to her now, genuine as they had been at the time.
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