The Blood of the Conquerors

the habit of walking by her house at night, looking at its lighted windows and wondering what she was doing. Often he could see the moving figures and hear the laughter of some gay group abo

loved in the helpless, desperate way of

the white blur of her frock and hear her funny little bubbling laugh above the deeper voices of the men. Having ascertained that neither Go

s. He sat down on the steps at her feet, and the conversation moved on without any assi

ngs he had seen and done in his wanderings. Ramon said nothing. Julia responded less and less. Once she moved to drop the wrap from about her shoulders, and the alert Conny

ys more apparent that he was not captivating his audience. He had to laugh at his own humour and expatiat

ift," Conny observed at last,

ded by Ramon nor opposed by Julia. The si

retired whistling in a way which showed his

ying to think of what he wanted to say and how he wanted to say

w … I lo

ing little mouth. Her face was transformed and dignified. More than ever she seemed a strange, high being. And yet he knew that now she was within

in the house coughing,

d him gen

hispered. "I lo

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