30/36 You are looking better than you used to look; your eyes are brighter, your face clearer." The old smile came back into his eyes, the deathless humour. Write the names of the inhuman brutes on their foreheads in vitriol, as Dante did for all time." "No, no, I cannot: I will not: I want to live and forget. I could not, I dare not, I have not Dante's strength, nor his bitterness; I am a Greek born out of due time." He had said the true word at last. |