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MacGrath, Harold, 1871-1932

"Arms and the Woman"

You know him better than I do; so you must
certainly know that Hillars is not a man to drink because glory or
power or wealth refused to visit him."
"You are a very discerning young man," said I, whereat he laughed.
"Did he get my cable?"
"No. I thought that it was some order from headquarters and opened it
myself. I put it in his desk. I spoke to him, but he was too drunk to
pay any heed to what I said. Well, I must be going. I am getting out
a symposium of editorials from the morning papers on the possibility of
a Franco-Russian alliance. It must be at the cable office in half an
hour. If you are going to wait, you'll find the Berlin and Paris files
in the next room. I'll see you later," and he departed.
It was five of the clock. The Strand was choked. Here and there I saw
the color of martial attire. Save for this, and that the buildings
were low and solid, and that most of the people walked slower, I might
have been looking down upon Broadway for all the change of place I saw.
There is not much difference between New York and London, except in the
matter of locomotion.


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