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I could not but laugh, too, as I admitted that she was, indeed, a
barbarian. She was not offended, taking the matter as a huge joke. But
some time thereafter she sat in silence, apparently deep in thought.
Finally she looked up at me, her strong white teeth gleaming behind her
smiling lips.
“Should you take that thing you call ‘razor,’” she said, “and cut the
hair from the face of Thirty-six, and exchange garments with him, you
would be the barbarian and Thirty-six the civilized man. There is no
other difference between you, except your weapons. Clothe you in a
wolfskin, give you a knife and a spear, and set you down in the woods
of Grabritin—of what service would your civilization be to you?”
Delcarte and Taylor smiled at her reply, but Thirty-six and Snider
laughed uproariously. I was not surprised at Thirty-six, but I thought
that Snider laughed louder than the occasion warranted. As a matter of
fact, Snider, it seemed to me, was taking advantage of every
opportunity, however slight, to show insubordination, and I determined
then that at the first real breach of discipline I should take action
that would remind Snider, ever after, that I was still his commanding
officer.
I could not help but notice that his eyes were much upon Victory, and I
did not like it, for I knew the type of man he was. But as it would not
be necessary ever to leave the girl alone with him I felt no
apprehension for her safety.
After the incident of the discussion of barbarians I thought that
Victoryl’s manner toward me changed perceptibly. She held aloof from
me, and when Snider took his turn at the wheel, sat beside him, upon
the pretext that she wished to learn how to steer the launch. I
wondered if she had guessed the manl’s antipathy for me, and was
seeking his company solely for the purpose of piquing me.
Snider was, too, taking full advantage of his opportunity. Often he
leaned toward the girl to whisper in her ear, and he laughed much,
which was unusual with Snider.
Of course, it was nothing at all to me; yet, for some unaccountable
reason, the sight of the two of them sitting there so close to one
another and seeming to be enjoying each otherl’s society to such a
degree irritated me tremendously, and put me in such a bad humor that I
took no pleasure whatsoever in the last few hours of the crossing.
We aimed to land near the site of ancient Ostend. But when we neared
the coast we discovered no indication of any human habitations
whatever, let alone a city. After we had landed, we found the same
howling wilderness about us that we had discovered on the British Isle.
There was no slightest indication that civilized man had ever set a
foot upon that portion of the continent of Europe.
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