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receive a bite from a pup, and she stood her ground, her eyes challenging his fearlessly. "So you are like that!" he said thoughtfully. "It was a good one, and you meant it, too." "Decidedly!" she answered. "There's more where that came from!" "As I was telling the Grays this afternoon! Good for you!" He sat down again composedly, while she glared at him. "I'm still hungry. I've had wine enough; but would you cut me another slice of bread?" She cut another slice and he covered it generously with jam. Then little Clarissa Eileen entered and pressed against her mother's skirts, subjecting Stransky to childhood's scrutiny. He waved a finger at her and grinned and drew his eyes together in a squint at the bridge of his nose, making a funny face that brought a laugh. "Your child?" Stransky asked Minna. "Yes." "Where's her father? Away fighting?" "I don't know where he is!" "Oh!" he mused. "Was that blow for him at the same time as for me?" he pursued thoughtfully. "Yes, for all of your kind." "M-m-m!" came from between his lips as he rose. "Would you mind holding out your hand?" he asked with a gentleness singularly out of keeping with his rough aspect. "Why?" she demanded. "I've never studied any books of etiquette of polite society, and I am a poor sort at making speeches, anyhow. But I want to kiss a good woman's hand by way of apology. I never kissed one in my life, but I'm getting a lot of new experiences to-day. Will you?" She held out her hand at arm's length and flushed slightly as he pressed his lips to it. "You certainly do cut thick slices of bread," he said, smiling. "And you certainly are pretty," he added, passing out of the door as jauntily as if he were ready for another fight and just in time to see the colonel of the regiment come around the house. He stood at the salute, half proudly, half defiantly, but in nowise humbly. "Well, Major Dellarme!" was the colonel's greeting of the company commander. "Major?" exclaimed Dellarme. "Yes. Partow has the power. Four of the aviators have iron crosses already and promotion, too; and you are a major. Company G got into a mess and the whole regiment would have been in one unless you held on. So I let you stay. It all came out right, as Lanstron planned--right so far. But your losses have been heavy and here you are in the thick of it again. Your company may change places with Company E, which has had a relatively easy time."
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