Vicente Blasco Ibáñez

Vicente Blasco Ibáñez

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Portrait of Vicente Blasco Ibáñez Vicente Blasco Ibáñez The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse… (1919)

These were professional warriors, soldiers who in times of peace, led a life of continual fighting in the colonies—men with energetic profiles, bronzed faces and the eyes of beasts of prey. They had remained motionless in the streets for hours at a time, until room could be found for them in the military trains.... And Argensola had followed this armed, impassive mass of humanity from the boulevards, talking with the officials, and listening to the primitive cries of the African warriors who had never seen Paris, and who passed through it without curiosity, asking where the enemy was.
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Portrait of Vicente Blasco Ibáñez Vicente Blasco Ibáñez The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse… (1919)

The people did not even know that there had been such a battle.
"Your sister said that?" interrupted Desnoyers, pale with wrath and amazement.
But he could do nothing but keep on longing for the bodily transformation of this enemy planted under his roof. Ay, if she could only be changed into a man! If only the evil genius of her husband could but take her place for a brief half hour!...
"But the war still goes on," said Doña Luisa in artless perplexity. "The enemy is still in France.... What good did the battle of the Marne do?"
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Portrait of Vicente Blasco Ibáñez Vicente Blasco Ibáñez The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse… (1919)

The very night that Julio had gone to Bordeaux, he had wandered around till sunrise, traversing half of Paris, from the Lion of Belfort, to the Gare de l'Est. Twenty thousand men, with all their campaign outfit, coming from Morocco, had disembarked at Marseilles and arrived at the Capital, making part of the trip by rail and the rest afoot.
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