Valentine Williams

“ But, when men take passion instead of reason for guide—was wollen Sie? The war destroyed logical thinking. To-day it is rare to find any one capable of taking a perfectly dispassionate view of life. Ja wohl!...”
Marjorie wondered vaguely what he meant. His manner was ingratiating; but she was conscious that he was watching her closely to mark the effect of his words.
“We Germans lost the war. Therefore, a man like your friend Okewood believes that everywhere and in all circumstances the German must be in a state of inferiority. ”

“ You throw yourself upon our chivalry. Ja! that is all very well. But have you made sure that the conventions of civilized life obtain in this little island republic of which I am president? Hein, hein, had you thought of that? But won't you please sit down?”
“I prefer to stand,” replied the girl shortly.
“You make me do discredit to our old German courtesy, liebes Fräulein. I cannot sit while you remain standing. And in this hot sun... bitte!”
With his spadelike hand he smoothed out a place on the grass under the shade of his tree. Dully, almost against her will, Marjorie sank down. ”

“ Pablo, Schröder, and I went with torches—they let us down with ropes. We came to a lower chamber where some native dead are buried. At the end was the narrow air-slit through which the girl escaped... ”