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Updated: June 17, 2025
The thick scents that floated from the brazier seemed to have a tang of new-shed blood. Cries broke from the hearers cries of anger and lust and terror. I heard a woman sob, and Peter, who is as tough as any mortal, took tight hold of my arm. I now realized that these Companions of the Rosy Hours were the only thing in the world to fear. Rasta and Stumm seemed feeble simpletons by contrast.
They had given you some very important work which required them to let you into some big secret. So far, good. They evidently thought much of you, even yon Stumm man, though he was as rude as a buffalo. But they did not know you fully, and they wanted to check on you. That check they found in Peter Pienaar. Peter was a fool, and if there was anything to blab, sooner or later Peter would blab it.
I liked Stumm about as much as a dog likes a scorpion, but I hankered for his society. At the station platform, where the ornament of the Landsturm saved me all the trouble about tickets, I could not see my companion. I stood waiting, while a great crowd, mostly of soldiers, swayed past me and filled all the front carriages.
She produced good and bad, cads and gentlemen, but she could put a bit of the fanatic into them all. The Indiscretions of the Same I was standing stark naked next morning in that icy bedroom, trying to bathe in about a quart of water, when Stumm entered. He strode up to me and stared me in the face.
'Stumm wants daylight to get the full savour of his revenge. Slowly the sky passed from ebony to grey, and black shapes of hill outlined themselves against it. A wind blew down the valley, bringing the acrid smell of burning, but something too of the freshness of morn. It stirred strange thoughts in me, and woke the old morning vigour of the blood which was never to be mine again.
He had untidy grizzled hair and a ragged beard, and a pair of pleasant, short-sighted brown eyes. 'Welcome, my Colonel, he said. 'Is this the friend you spoke of? 'This is the Dutchman, said Stumm. 'His name is Brandt. Brandt, you see before you Herr Gaudian. I knew the name, of course; there weren't many in my profession that didn't.
Our guide started on the telephone, and announced that we were to be taken to see a prisoners' camp. In the afternoon I was to go somewhere with Stumm, but the morning was for sight-seeing. 'You will see, he told us, 'how merciful is a great people. You will also see some of the hated English in our power. That will delight you. They are the forerunners of all their nation.
But if you're going to play any ugly games on me I'd like you to know that I'm an American citizen, and pretty well considered in my own country and in yours, and you'll sweat blood for it later. That's a fair warning, Colonel Stumm. I don't know what Stumm's plans were, but that speech of Blenkiron's put into his mind just the needed amount of uncertainty.
But a sort of awe mingled with my satisfaction. I began to feel about Ivery as I had felt about the three devils of the Black Stone who had hunted me before the war, and as I never felt about any other Hun. The men we fought at the Front and the men I had run across in the Greenmantle business, even old Stumm himself, had been human miscreants.
They were: 'This is the man for Hilda. The other pursed his lips and looked a little scared. Stumm rang a bell and the lieutenant came in and clicked his heels. He nodded towards Peter. 'Take this man away with you. We have done with him. The other fellow will follow presently. Peter went out with a puzzled face and Stumm turned to me. 'You are a dreamer, Brandt, he said.
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