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"I'm not wanting any traitor to start any songs for me!" declared grandfather. "Never mind. The fellows on the other side aren't any more enthusiastic than we are, grandfather," Stransky said soothingly, in his mocking way. "The fact is, we don't want to kill our brothers across the frontier and they don't want to kill us or be killed. It's only the ruling classes that want the proletariat to "
Now the colonel gave the order to fall in; the bugle sounded and the centipede's legs began to assemble on the road. But Stransky remained a statue, his rifle untouched on the sward. He seemed of a mind to let the regiment go on without him. "Stransky, fall in!" called the sergeant. Still Stransky did not move. A comrade picked up the rifle and fairly thrust it into his hands.
Hugo saw a spurt of dust at the point slightly below the crest where he aimed; for he was the best shot in the company at target practice. "I'm not killing anybody!" he thought happily. What about Stransky of the Reds, who would not fight to please the ruling classes? What about Grandfather Fragini, who would fight on principle whenever a Gray was in sight?
"Victory! Victory!" cried those who had listened to the announcement. "My mother says just what yours says, Tom. I needn't come home unless we win." "The girl I'm going to marry said that, too!" "If we go back with the Gray army at our heels we shall strike a worse fire than if we stick!" Stransky was thinking that they had to do more than hold the Grays.
Shortly after Stransky had finished his meal Minna came to say that Major Dellarme wished to speak to Miss Galland. Dellarme a major! This was his reward for his part in filling the ambulances with groans! In the days when he was at the La Tir garrison he had been a frequent caller.
"See, he's a captain and he wears an iron cross!" said Marta as Stransky hastened toward them. "He acts like it!" assented Minna grudgingly. Eager, leviathan, his cap doffed with a sweeping gesture as he made a low bow, Stransky was the very spirit of retributive victory returning to claim the ground that he had lost. "Well, this is like getting home again!" he cried.
They count on numbers," said Lieutenant Tom Fragini. "There you go, Tom! Any other pessimists or anarchists want to be heard?" called out Stransky. "Just how long, at the present rate, will it take them to get the whole range? There's a limit to the number of even five millions." "Yes, but if they ever break through in one place and get their guns up " "As you've said before, Tom!"
"Comrades," he began. "Let us hear from the socialist!" a Tory exclaimed. "No, the anarchist!" shouted a socialist. "There won't be any war!" said Stransky, his voice gradually rising to the pitch of an agitator relishing the sensation of his own words. "Patriotism is the played-out trick of the ruling classes to keep down the proletariat. There won't be any war! Why?
"With a thousand like you we could charge me whole army, if the general would let us!" "But he wouldn't let us," replied Stransky. "I could even tell you why." With the shadows gathering he slipped back to grandfather's side, and after it was quite dark he said that it was time for the old Hussar to mount his fiery steed.
"But Minna will see you going and coming from the tunnel, too. She is for the Browns with all her heart. They are her people and, besides," Mrs. Galland smiled rather broadly, "that giant Stransky is with the Browns!" So Minna was told. "I'd like to kiss your skirt, Miss Galland!" exclaimed Minna in admiration. "Better kiss me!" said Marta, throwing her arms around the girl.
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