The Last Shot

lland asked, when she learned

ery top of Olympus, and he like

been dropped from the pilot aeroplane as the Brown aerial squadron flew over the garden after its race with the Gray. She noted Marta's cu

ying so hard under the pressure of his responsibility not to be human and unable to forget himself, and Westerling trying

d. "He went over so fast I didn't know it

id Marta. "You know I'd like a gun that would fire a bomb and drop a message

sense that you-" But Mrs. Gall

apprehensive. Besides being one of the Thorbourg Lanstrons, he was a most charming, capable man, who had risen very rapidly in his profession. It had been only six months aft

a gift for unaffected comradeship. He was the kind of man with whom she could be a comrade. There was always something to say the moment they met and they were never through talking when he had to go. They disagreed so often that Mrs. Galland thought they made a business of it. She won

why we had asters in the bowl at luncheon. His deafness is really a cross,

ossips, and steel that when it was being formed into a sword-blade or a gun would turn to putty, we should be much better off. But we couldn't let Fell

he is a perfect gardener. Of course he had to have some drawbac

brought Marta home had been heard from the station. Feller was watching Marta when she paused for a moment on the second terrace steps, enjoying the sweep of landscape anew

her again, with a sort of covert comradeship in his eyes which were young, very young for such white hair, and held out his little pad and

We've never had such chrysanthemums before. Next year we shall have som

er his brow and his lips were visible in

something about irises and I've been reading up on the subject. We'll try to hold our own with those little Japanese. As for the rheumatism,

y spelled out on her fingers, clapping her hands wi

o the sacrifice!" he e

de a mistake in overlooking the whirring of bumblebees' wings in affecting the fate of nations. These plunderers are not dangerous from their size, but they have not yet been organized to the hep-hep-hep of partisanship. They would as soon live in a Gray as a Brown

!" he said. "You must think y

nthemums, apparently unco

on the pad, her fingers moving with unusual nervou

ll, while she uttered a low cry of pain. The hat rose like a jack-in-the-box with the cover released. Feller bounded toward her, taking two of steps at a time. Sh

as if I were twenty," he said. "But after I've done

returned to his work. She frowned. She was angry.

veranda, there was no trace in her expression of the discovery she