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〃Oh; it's all right;〃 he said; easily。 〃They are always taking on that way。〃

Suddenly the dragoman gave a shout and dashed up the road to the scene of a melee where a little ratfaced groom was vociferously defending three horses from some Greek officers; who as vociferously were stating their right to requisition them。 Coleman ran after his dragoman。 There was a sickening pow…wow;  but in the end Coleman; straight and easy in the saddle; came cantering back on a superb open…mouthed snorting bay horse。 He did not mind if the half…wild animal plunged crazily。 It was part of his role。 〃They were trying to steal my horses;〃 he explained。 He leaped to the ground; and holding the horse by the bridle; he addressed his admiring companions。 〃 The groom… the man who has charge of the horses …says that he thinks that the people on the mountain…side are Turks; but I don't see how that is possible。 You see…〃 he pointed wisely…〃 that road leads directly south to Arta; and it is hardly possible that the Greek army would come over here and leave that approach to Arta utterly unguarded。 It would be too foolish。 They must have left some men to cover it; and that is certainly what those troops are。 If you are all ready and willing; I don't see anything to do but make a good; stout…hearted dash for Arta。 It would be no more dangerous than to sit here。〃 The professor was at last able to make his formal speech。 〃 Mr。 Coleman;〃 he said distinctly; 〃we place ourselves entirely in your hands。〃 It was some。 how pitiful。 This man who; for years and years had reigned in a little college town almost as a monarch; passing judgment with the air of one who words the law; dealing criticism upon the universe as one to whom all things are plain; publicly disdaining defeat as one to whom all things are easy…this man was now veritably appealing to Coleman to save his wife; his daughter and himself; and really declared himself de。 pendent for safety upon the ingenuity and courage of the correspondent。

The attitude of the students was utterly indifferent。 They did not consider themselves helpless at all。 they were evidently quite ready to withstand anything but they looked frankly up to Coleman as their intelligent leader。 If they suffered any; their only expression of it was in the simple grim slang of their period。

〃 I wish I was at Coney Island。〃

〃 This is not so bad as trigonometry; but it's worse than playing billiards for the beers。〃

And Coke said privately to Coleman: 〃 Say; what in hell are these two damn peoples fighting for; anyhow? 〃

When he saw that all opinions were in favour of following him loyally; Coleman was impelled to feel a responsibility。 He was now no errant rescuer; but a properly elected leader  of fellow beings in distress。 While one of the students held his horse; he took the dragoman for another consultation with the captain of the battery。 The officer was sitting on a large stone; with his eyes fixed into his field glasses。 When again questioned he could give no satisfaction as to the identity of the troops on the distant mountain。 He merely shrugged his shoulders and said that if they were Greeks it was very good; but if they were Turks it was very bad。 He seemed more occupied in trying to impress the correspondent that it was a matter of soldierly indifference to himself。 Coleman; after loathing him sufficiently in silence; returned to the others and said: 〃 Well; we'll chance it。〃

They looked to him to arrange the caravan。 Speaking to the men of the party he said: 〃 Of course; any one of you is welcome to my horse if you can ride it; but…if you're not too tired…I think I had myself better ride; so that I can go ahead at times。〃

His manner was so fine as he said this that the students seemed fairly to worship him。 Of course it had been most improbable that any of them could have ridden that volcanic animal even if one of them had tried it。

He saw Mrs。 Wainwright and Marjory upon the backs of their two little natives; and hoisted the professor into the saddle of the groom's horse; leaving instructions with the servant to lead the animal always and carefully。 He and the dragoman then mounted at the head of the procession; and amid curious  questionings from the soldiery they crossed the bridge and started on the trail to Arta。 The rear was brought up by the little grey horse with the luggage; led by one student and flogged  by another。

Coleman; checking with difficulty the battling disposition of his horse; was very uneasy in his mind because the last words of the captain of the battery had made him feel that perhaps on this ride he would be placed in a position where only the best courage would count; and he did not see his way clear to feeling very confident about his conduct in such a case。 Looking back upon the caravan; he saw it as a most unwieldy thing; not even capable of running away。 He hurried it with sudden; sharp contemptuous phrases。

On the。 march there incidentally flashed upon him a new truth。 More than half of that student band were deeply in love with Marjory。 Of course; when he had been distant from her he had had an eternal jealous reflection to that effect。 It was natural that he should have thought of the intimate camping relations between Marjory and these young students with a great deal of bitterness; grinding his teeth when picturing their opportunities to make Marjory fall in love with some one of them。 He had raged particularly about Coke; whose father had millions of dollars。 But he had forgotten all these jealousies in the general  splendour of his exploits。  Now; when he saw the truth; it  seemed。 to bring him back to his common life and he saw himself suddenly as not being frantically superior in any way to those other  young men。 The more closely he looked at this last fact; the more convinced he was of its truth。 He seemed to see that he had been impropererly elated over  his services to the Wainwrights; and that; in the end; the girl might fancy a man because the man had done her no service at all。 He saw his proud position lower itself to be a pawn in the game。 Looking back over the students; he wondered which one Marjory might love。 This hideous Nikopolis had given eight men chance to win her。 His scorn and his malice quite centered upon Coke; for he could never forget that the man's father had millions of dollars。 The unfortunate Coke chose that moment to address him querulously : 〃Look here; Coleman; can't you tell us how far it is to Arta ? 〃

〃Coke;〃 said Coleman; 〃 I don't suppose you take me for a tourist agency; but if you can only try to distinguish between me and a map with the scale of miles printed in the lower left… hand corner; you will not contribute so much to the sufferings of the party which you now adorn。〃

The students within hearing guffawed and Coke retired; in confusion。

The march was not rapid。 Coleman almost wore out his arms holding in check his impetuous horse。 Often the caravan floundered through mud; while at the same time a hot; yellow dust came from the north。

They were perhaps half way to Arta when Coleman decided that a rest and luncheon were the things to be considered。 He halted his troop then in the shade of some great trees; and privately he bade his dragoman prepare the best feast which could come out of those saddle…bags fresh from Athens。 The result was rather gorgeous in the eyes of the poor wanderers。 First of all there were three knives; three forks; three spoons; three tin cups and three tin plaies; which the entire party of twelve used on a most amiable socialistic principle。 There were crisp; salty biscuits and olives; for which they speared in the bottle。 There was potted turkey; and potted ham; and potted tongue; all tasting precisely alike。 There were sardines and the ordinary tinned beef; disguised sometimes with onions; carrots and potatoes。 Out of the saddle…bags came pepper and salt and even mustard。 The dragoman made coffee over a little fire of sticks that blazed with a white light。 The whole thing was prodigal; but any philanthropist would have approved of it if he could have seen the way in which the eight students laid into the spread。 When there came a polite remonstrance…notably from Mrs。 Wainwright…Coleman

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