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Show L‘MH 'l'lllf l),\l(l\' 'I‘HIC 'I‘YHIICST littllli‘fi'l' that some more Were shortly to :Il‘]‘i\'(‘. they \\'r re always door open and gaping, but there stood, quite hravely with new paint, the word (.IBC'SZOTUlOiMU on the lintel and there waning and going. he said. \Ve >la_\ul where \\‘e \wrug llllrll‘l' the lil.‘i,'ili'f run, and held ('HIHIt‘il. ln (IN-r} doorway. in mm). >ll.‘IIlI'\\‘, there were eyes nah-hind us. 'l‘lw "hul- twwu up» menu-igzlited, owrwhelnud lilV the lirowline‘ 9m hurt-«t. lh‘oni Where we stood l L‘letl see it rising on («My side ell its like a trem- luling. threatening 3"" n \"aui: in the liurious heat of the r-llll the \\'hiie1'uins scented in jump and leap. "\Vell." l raid to il‘l'l'llt'l‘Ill'tl, "whalis to he done?" lle pulled himself hawk l'roin his thought. were even curtains about the upper windows Passing through the door we found a room decently clean, and hehind the little bar a stout red-faced Galician in white shirt and grey trousers, a citizen of the normal world. We were just then his only customers. We asked him for tea and sat down at a little table in the corner of the room. lie did not talk to us hut stood in his place humming; cheer- fully to himself and cleaning glasses. He was a rogue, l thought, looking at his little eyes, but at any rate a merry rogue; he certainly had kept oft from him the general He had la en sitting in ll:H ('aI'l, illlllt‘ motionless, his face white and hidden. :l.\ though he slept. llo rat-ml his tired, heavy eyes to my face. "Do 5" he said. "Yes." I answered impatiently: "l ‘idn‘t you hear what Nikolai said? There are no soldiers here. We can‘t lind Maxiniotl' because he isnt here. We lllll>t g1) haek, l suppose." "Very well," he answcrml imlill'erently. "lini not going hack." l said, "until live had something to drink-tea or entire. l wonder whether there's anything here‘any place we could no to." Nikolai inquired. Old Shylock pointed with his bony finger down the street. "Very tine restaurant there," he said. "\Vill you come and see if" I asked Trenehard. "Very well," said 'l‘renr'hard. I told Nikolai to stay there and wait for us. I Vilde down the street, followed by 'l‘renchard. I found on my left, at the top of a little {light of steps, a house that vas for the most part untouchwl by the general havoc around and ahout it. The lti‘i'fflr windows were cracked and the death and desolation that had overwhelmed his neighbours. I sat opposite to Trenchard and wondered what to say to him. His expression had never varied. As I looked at him I could not but think of the strength of his eyes, of his mouth, the quiet concentration of his hands . . . a dill'erent figure from the smiling uncertain man on the l'etio grad stationwhow many years ago? Our tea was brought to us. Then quite suddenly Tronchard said to me: "Did she say anything before she died ‘3" "NO," I answered quietly. "She died instantly, they told me." "How exactly was she killed t" His eyes watched my face without falter, clearly, gravely, steadfastly. "She was killed by a bullet. Stepped out from he- hind her shelter and it happened at once. She can haw sutl'ered 11(:)thing;.j ' "And Seniyonov let her?" "He could not have prevented it. lt might. lIIUU hap pened to any one." |