The Door in the Wall And Other Stories


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southward wind flung itself in an arrow-headed cloud athwart the  
sun. And then suddenly they swept round to the eastward and  
streamed eastward, growing smaller and smaller and clearer and  
clearer again until they vanished from the sky. And after that we  
noted to the northward and very high Evesham's fighting machines  
hanging high over Naples like an evening swarm of gnats.  
"It seemed to have no more to do with us than a flight of  
birds.  
"Even the mutter of guns far away in the south-east seemed to  
us to signify nothing . . .  
"Each day, each dream after that, we were still exalted, still  
seeking that refuge where we might live and love. Fatigue had come  
upon us, pain and many distresses. For though we were dusty and  
stained by our toilsome tramping, and half starved and with the  
horror of the dead men we had seen and the flight of the  
peasants--for very soon a gust of fighting swept up the  
peninsula--with these things haunting our minds it still resulted  
only in a deepening resolution to escape. Oh, but she was brave  
and patient! She who had never faced hardship and exposure had  
courage for herself and me. We went to and fro seeking an outlet,  
over a country all commandeered and ransacked by the gathering  
hosts of war. Always we went on foot. At first there were other  
fugitives, but we did not mingle with them. Some escaped  
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