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Fire when the foremast comes on, and do not show the periscope more than a few seconds at a time. I will give the orders after you have fired." The Second-in-Command took up his position in the spot vacated by the Oberleutnant. His tongue worked ceaselessly about his lips and his hand trembled on the elevating wheel. "There is smoke astern," he said presently. And a moment later.
Nothing was in sight: not a tendril of smoke showed above the arc of tumbling waves that ringed the limit of his vision; the sun was warm and pleasant, and the figure on the conning-tower crossed his legs, encased in heavy thigh boots, and gave himself over to retrospective thought. There had been a time when Oberleutnant von Sperrgebiet possessed the rudiments of a conscience.
His face is the face of the drilled, of the perfect unthinking machine, the correct and well-born Oberleutnant; and out of it look the eyes of a human being who knows, or will know I'm certain before life has done with him, what exultations are, and agonies, and love, and man's unconquerable mind. He really is very nice. I'm sure you'd like him.
"It ain't such an escape as what you blokes think, because, you see, the bomb ain't nothin' more nor an ornary jam tin with a bit of fuse what I stuck in it." And he disappeared down the trench as rapidly as had his comrades a few minutes before. "So, you see, Schoolmaster," said Oberleutnant von Scheldmann, "you French are a race of dogs.
"Amen!" said Oberleutnant Otto von Sperrgebiet. The boat had been travelling in a wide circle after the torpedo left the tube, and ten minutes later the Oberleutnant cautiously raised the periscope. The next moment he swung the wheel round again in the opposite direction. "Another ship?" asked Ludwig. "Yes," replied von Sperrgebiet. "One of their cursed Armed Merchant Cruisers."
His stolid face was working and moist with excitement. "Is it an English ship, Herr Kapitan?" The Oberleutnant made no answer, but reached out a hand to the wheel that adjusted the height of the periscope above the water and twisted it rapidly. For twenty minutes he remained thus, motionless save for the arm that controlled the periscope.
The mysterious forces that were at work in Germany, industriously remoulding, brutalising and distorting the mind of Oberleutnant von Sperrgebiet, together with millions of others, had not been blind to the prejudicial effects of conscience to an evil cause.
In the case of Oberleutnant von Sperrgebiet, however, these early qualms had a trick of recurring. They pricked his consciousness at unexpected moments, like a grass-seed in a walker's stocking.... And now, as he sat swinging his legs in the warm June sunlight, a whole procession of such reflections trooped through his mind.
He handed the food and wine to the German, and watched him as he tramped down the garden path, to join in the unending stream of grey-coated soldiers who straggled towards the north. Oberleutnant von Scheldmann sat on a bank by the roadside, to lunch in haste.
They sit about on benches, crossing their legs in a most shameless manner. What are you going to do this afternoon, Fraulein Anna?" "Oh," said the Coral Necklace, "the Herr Oberleutnant has asked me to go with him to Landsdorf. He must buy some eggs there to take home to his mother. He saves a penny on eight eggs by knowing the right peasants to bargain with."
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