20/38 They had not scrupled to risk their lives in an enterprise where success beckoned even doubtingly. But they were lacking when all that remained to be settled was how best to die; in such an hour the men of an English speaking race will ever choose a fighting death. She brushed back the strands of damp hair from her face, and with deft hands made a rough-and-ready coil of her abundant tresses. There was another uneasy pause. |