![]() |
||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||
Lesson 3 Text ( Page 6) | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
![]() |
||||||||||||||||||||||||
He
saw creeping across the green meadow a sinuous line of blue figures and
horses-some foolish commander was permitting his soldiers to water their
beasts in the open, in plain view from a dozen summits!(54)
Druse withdrew his eyes from the valley and fixed them again upon the man and horse in the sky,(55) and again it was through the sights of his rifle. But this time his aim was at the orse.(56)In his memory rang the words of his father at their parting: “Whatever may occur, do what you conceive to be your duty.” He was calm now; not a tremor affected any muscle of his body; his breathing, until suspended in the act of taking aim, was regular and slow.(57) He fired. After firing his shot, private (58) Carter Druse reloaded his rifle and resumed his watch. Ten minutes had hardly passed when a Federal sergeant crept cautiously to him on hands and knees. Druse neither turned his head nor looked at him. “Did you fire?” the sergeant whispered. “Yes.” “At what?” “A horse. It was standing on yonder(59) rock-pretty far out. You see it is no longer there. It went over the cliff.” The man’s face was white, but he showed no other sign of emotion. Having answered, he turned away his eyes and said no more. The sergeant did not understand. “See here, Druse,” he said, after a moment’s silence, “it’s no use making a mystery. (60) I order you to report. Was there anybody on the horse?” “Yes.” “Well?”(61) “My father.” The sergeant slowly rose to his feet and walked away. |
||||||||||||||||||||||||
![]() ![]() |
||||||||||||||||||||||||