The Interlopers
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- The chance had come to give full play to the passions of a lifetime.But a man who has been brought up under the code of a restraining civilisation cannot easily nerve himself to shoot down his neighbour in cold blood and without word spoken, except for an offence against his hearth and honour(2).
- The two enemies stood glaring at one another for a long silent moment. Each had a rifle in his hand, each had hate in his heart and murder uppermost in his mind(2).
- A fierce shriek of the storm had been answered by a splitting crash over their heads, and ere they could leap aside a mass of falling beech tree had thundered down on them(2).
- “So you’re not killed, as you ought to be, but you’re caught, anyway,” he cried; “caught fast. Ho, what a jest, Ulrich von Gradwitz snared in his stolenforest. There’s real justice for you!” And he laughed again, mockingly and savagely.(2)
- For a space both men were silent, turning over in their minds the wonderful changes that this dramatic reconciliation would bring about(4).
- “Neighbour,” he said presently, “do as you please if your men come first. It was a fair compact. But as for me, I’ve changed my mind. If my men are the first to come you shall be the first to be helped, as though you were my guest(4).
- A man stood one winter night watching and listening, as though he waited for some beast of the woods to come within the range of his vision,and, later, of his rifle. If only on this wild night, in this dark,lone spot, he might come across Georg Znaeym, man to man, with none to witness – that was the wish that was uppermost in his thoughts. And as he stepped round the trunk of a huge beech he came face to face with the man he sought(1).
- “I can see figures coming through the wood. They are following in the way I came down the hillside”(5).
- “Are they your men?” asked Georg. “Are they your men?” he repeated impatiently as Ulrich did not answer(5).
- “No,” said Ulrich with a laugh, the idiotic chattering laugh of a man unstrung with hideous fear.“Who are they?” asked Georg quickly, straining his eyes to see what the other would gladly not have seen.“Wolves"(5).
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