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从零开始）（
毒宠前妻）（
龙印战神）（
战兽斗天）（
焚天绝神）chapter vi
in the morning, when the bugle sounded from the barracks they rose and looked outth loved his body that was proud and blond and abletakloved her body that was softlookedthe faint grey vapoursummer steaming off from the greenness and ripenessth wastown anywhere, their look endedthe hazethe summer morning.
their bodies rested together, their minittle anxiety stirredboththem from the soundth was called backher old position,realize the worldauthority she did not understand but had wantehis call died away again fro had all.
she went downstairsher work, curiousl wasa new worldher own, that she had never even imagined, and which was the landpromise forthis she moved and hadshe extendedtowas curiously happy and absorbed.
she had notstrive outherselfdodoing came from within her without calaelicious outflow, like sunshine, the activity that flowed from her and put her tasksrights.
bachmann sat busil would haveget all his plan must writehis mother, and she must send him moneouldto paris, and from thence, quickly, t hadbe done.
hemust makedangerous part was the getting int thrillehe daywould neeime-tablethe trains goingpariswould neeave him delicious pleasure, using allseemed suchadventure.
this one day, andwould escape then intagonyneedhad for absolute, imperiou had wonhis own being,himself and emilie,had drawn the stigma from his shame,was beginningbe himself.
and nowwanted madlybe freego on.a home, his work, and absolute freedommove andbe,her, with her, this was his passionat thoughta kindecstasy, livinghourpainful intensity.
suddenlyheard voices, anrampineart gavreat leap, then wenhad knownsilence filled his body and soul, a silence like death, a suspensionlifestood motionlessthe bedroom,perfect suspension.
emilie was busy passing swiftly about the kitchen preparing the children’s breakfasts when she heard the trampfeet and the voiceth latter had efrom the garden, and was wearingold green line waanmiddle stature, quick, finely made, andwhimsical charm.
his right hand had been shotthe franco prussian war, and now,always whenwas much agitated,shookdownhis side,ias talking rapidlya young, stiff obe private soldiers stood bearishlythe doorway.
emilie, shocked outherself, stood pale and erect, recoiling.“yes,you think so,can look,” the baron was hastily and irascibly saying.“emilie,”said, turningthe girl, “did you puost cardthe motherthis bachmannthe box last evening?”emilie stood erect and did not answer.“yes?” said the baron sharply.“yes, herr baron,” replied emilie, neutral.
thebaron’s wounded hand shook rapidlieutenant drew himselfstill mor was right.“andyou know anythingthe fellow?” asked the baron, lookingher with his blazing, greyish golde girl looked backhim steadily, dumb, but her whole soul naked befor two secondslookedher isilence, ashamed and furious,turned away.
“go up!”said, with his fierce, peremptory mand,the youn lieutenant gave his order,military cold confidence,th all tramped acrossstood motionless, her life suspended.
the baron marched swiftly upstairs and down the corridor, the lieutenant and the mon soldier baron flung open the dooremilie’s room and lookedbachmann, who stood watching, standingshirt and trousers beside the bed, frontingwas perfectl eyes met the furious, blazing lookth latter shook his wounded hand, and then went still.
helooked into the eyesthe soldier, saw the same naked soul exposed,iflooked really intothe man was helpless, the more helpless for his singular nakedness.“ha!”exclaimed impatiently, turningthe approachin latter appearedth his eyes travelled over the bare foote recognized himhi gave the brief manddress.
bachmann turned round forwas very still, silenasan abstract, motionles the two gentlemen and the two soldiers stood watching him,scarcel could not see him.
soonwa stoonly the shellhis body wailence, a blankness, like something eternal, possesse remained truehimself.
thelieutenant gave the ordeittle procession went down the stairs with careful, respectful tread, and passed through the hallth emilie stood with her face uplifted, motionlessdid not loonew eac wer the little filemen passed out into the courtyard.
the baron stoodthe doorway watching the four figuresuniform pass through the chequered shadow under the lim was walking neutralized,ifwerelieutenant went brittle and long, the two soldiers lumbere passed out into the sunny morning, growing smaller, going towards the barracks.
the baron turned intowas cutting bread.“sostayed the night here?” h girl lookedhim, scarcel was too muc baron saw the dark, naked soulher bodyher unseeing eyes.
“what were you goingdo?”asked.“he was goingamerica,” she replied,a still voice.“pah! you should have sent him straight back, ” firedstoodhis bidding, untouched.“he’s done for now,” hcould not bear the dark, deep nakednessher eyes, that scarcely changed under this suffering.“nothing buool,”repeated, going awayagitation, and preparing himself for whatcould do.
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