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While The Aerolanes Were Coming |
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His face had changed. It had dawned upon him that the struggle was perhaps more than half over, that Ostrog was holding his own, that the arrival of the aeroplanes would mean a panic that might leave him helpless. A chance phrase in the message had given him a glimpse of the reality that came. Each of these soaring giants bore its thousand half savage negroes to the death grapple of the city. Suddenly his humanitarian enthusiasm showed flimsy. Only two of the Ward Leaders were in their room, when presently he repaired thither, the Hall of the Atlas seemed empty. He fancied a change in the bearing of the attendants in the outer rooms. A sombre disillusionment darkened his mind. She looked at him anxiously when he returned to her. "No news," he said with an assumed carelessness in answer to her eyes. Then he was moved to frankness. "Or rather--bad news. We are losing. We are gaining no ground and the aeroplanes draw nearer and nearer." He walked the length of the room and turned. "Unless we can capture those flying stages in the next hour--there will be horrible things. We shall be beaten. "No!" she said. "We have justice--we have the people. We have God on our side." "Ostrog has discipline--he has plans. Do you know, out there just now I felt--. When I heard that these aeroplanes were a stage nearer. I felt as if I were fighting the machinery of fate." She made no answer for a while. "We have done right," she said at last. He looked at her doubtfully. "We have done what we could. But does this depend upon us? Is it not an older sin, a wider sin?" "What do you mean? " she asked. |
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