Adventure and adventurers -- Fiction; Short stories
with an effect of venerable calmness. “Si, Senores! Women are ready to
rise to the heights of devotion unattainable by us men, or to sink into
the depths of abasement which amazes our masculine prejudices. I am
speaking now of exceptional women, you understand. . . .”
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Here one of the guests observed that he had never met a woman yet who was
not capable of turning out quite exceptional under circumstances that
would engage her feelings strongly. “That sort of superiority in
recklessness they have over us,” he concluded, “makes of them the more
interesting half of mankind.”
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The General, who bore the interruption with gravity, nodded courteous
assent. “Si. Si. Under circumstances. . . . Precisely. They can do an
infinite deal of mischief sometimes in quite unexpected ways. For who
could have imagined that a young girl, daughter of a ruined Royalist whose
life was held only by the contempt of his enemies, would have had the
power to bring death and devastation upon two flourishing provinces and
cause serious anxiety to the leaders of the revolution in the very hour of
its success!” He paused to let the wonder of it penetrate our minds.
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“Death and devastation,” somebody murmured in surprise: “how shocking!”
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The old General gave a glance in the direction of the murmur and went on.
“Yes. That is, war—calamity. But the means by which she obtained the
power to work this havoc on our southern frontier seem to me, who have
seen her and spoken to her, still more shocking. That particular thing
left on my mind a dreadful amazement which the further experience of life,
of more than fifty years, has done nothing to diminish.” He looked round
as if to make sure of our attention, and, in a changed voice: “I am, as
you know, a republican, son of a Liberator,” he declared. “My incomparable
mother, God rest her soul, was a Frenchwoman, the daughter of an ardent
republican. As a boy I fought for liberty; I’ve always believed in the
equality of men; and as to their brotherhood, that, to my mind, is even
more certain. Look at the fierce animosity they display in their
differences. And what in the world do you know that is more bitterly
fierce than brothers’ quarrels?”
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All absence of cynicism checked an inclination to smile at this view of
human brotherhood. On the contrary, there was in the tone the melancholy
natural to a man profoundly humane at heart who from duty, from
conviction, and from necessity, had played his part in scenes of ruthless
violence.
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The General had seen much of fratricidal strife.
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