The Point of Honor: A Military Tale

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McClure Company, 1908 - 180 pages

 Excerpt-Nevertheless, a story of duelling which became a legend in the army runs through the epic of imperial wars. To the surprise and admiration of their fellows, two officers, like insane artists trying to gild refined gold or paint the lily, pursued their private contest through the years of universal carnage. They were officers of cavalry, and their connection with the high-spirited but fanciful animal which carries men into battle seems particularly appropriate. It would be difficult to imagine for heroes of this legend two officers of infantry of the line, for example, whose fantasy is tamed by much walking exercise and whose valour necessarily must be of a more plodding kind. As to artillery, or engineers whose heads are kept cool on a diet of mathematics, it is simply unthinkable


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Page 37 - THE POINT OF HONOR sneaking through the back streets to his quarters. In one of these quiet side streets the sounds of a flute coming out of the open window of a lighted upstairs room in a modest house interrupted his dismal reflections. It was being played with a deliberate, persevering virtuosity, and through the
Page 177 - Ah, mademoiselle," he said in a tone of courtly deference. " If I could be certain that you did not come here this morning only from a sense of duty to your mother! " He waited for an answer, imperturbable but inwardly elated. It came in a demure murmur, eyelashes lowered with fascinating effect.
Page 175 - sit up." She went out saying in a loud, cheerful tone: " I leave the door open." General D'Hubert made a movement towards the divan, but then Adèle sat up and that checked him dead. He thought, " I haven't washed this morning. I must look like an old
Page 178 - impression of her brother getting up from his knees. " Come along, my dear child," she cried from the doorway. The general, now himself again in the fullest sense, showed the readiness of a resourceful cavalry officer and the peremptoriness of a leader of men. ' You don't expect her to walk to the carriage,
Page 175 - And this poor child running over here publicly with her hair loose. She has been seen by people in the fields. She has roused the whole household, too. It's awkward for her. Luckily you are to be married next week. ... Adèle, sit up. He has come home on his own legs,
Page 137 - ex-brigadier in the army of the princes, bookbinder in Altona, afterwards shoemaker (with a great reputation for elegance in the fit of ladies' shoes) in another small German town, wore silk stockings on his lean shanks, THE POINT OF HONOR low shoes with silver buckles, a brocaded waistcoat. A long-skirted coat
Page 48 - personage with a long pale face resembling the countenance of a sheep, opined, shaking his head, that it was a quarrel of long standing envenomed by time. It was objected to him that the men themselves were too young for such a theory to fit their proceedings. They belonged also to different and distant parts of France.
Page 173 - de Valmassigue living in a house full of servants, to bring the news over the fields herself, two miles, running all the way. THE POINT OF HONOR " But why are you in this room? " he whispered, full of awe. " Of course I ran up to see and this child . . . I did not notice it—she followed me. It's that
Page 138 - covered loosely his bowed back. A small three-cornered hat rested on a lot of powdered hair tied behind in a queue. " Monsieur le Chevalier" called General D'Hubert softly. ;< What? You again here, mon ami? Have you forgotten something? " " By heavens ! That's just it. I have
Page 72 - he had in view one person only, his adversary D'Hubert. Once he confided to an appreciative friend: "You see I don't know how to fawn on the right sort of people. It isn't in me." He did not get his step till a week after Austerlitz. The light cavalry of the Grande

About the author (1908)

 Joseph Conrad , 3 December 1857  Berdichev, Ukraine – 3 August 1924) was a Polish novelist who wrote in English, after settling in England. 

Conrad is regarded as one of the great novelists in English, though he did not speak the language fluently until he was in his twenties (and then always with a marked Polish accent). He wrote stories and novels, predominantly with a nautical setting, that depict trials of the human spirit by the demands of duty and honour. Conrad was a master prose stylist who brought a distinctly non-English tragic sensibility into English literature. While some of his works have a strain of romanticism, he is viewed as a precursor of modernist literature. His narrative style and anti-heroic characters have influenced many authors.


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