Susan Glaspell,
The Visioning: A Novel
“ But mayn't desertion be a brave thing? A fine thing? To desert a thing we've gone beyond—to have the courage to desert it and walk right off from the dead thing to the live thing—? Oh, don't mind my calling you a deserter, Wayne," she added, her eyes full of tears, "for the truth is I'd like to be a deserter myself. But perhaps one deserter is enough for a family—and you beat me to it." She laughed and turned back to the cabs.He wanted to go on with the argument; show her what it was in desertion that army men despised, make the distinction between deserting and resigning. ”
