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Strauch, Dora; Brockmann, Walter / Satan came to Eden

Postscript,   pp. 271-274 ff.

Page 271

      Captain G. Allan Hancock, whose friendship 'was to 
    prove so great a boon to Dore Strauch in her sorest trial, 
    has written an interesting commentary on the events on 
    Floreana. The portion reproduced here, by courtesy of 
    Captain Hancock, has to do mainly with Lorenz. 
  We first met him two years ago, half way up the mountain. A 
pitiful figure he made as he sat for a moment and rested by the 
side of the trail. His great sunken blue eyes seem to haunt me yet. 
Five feet in height and so wasted in frame by the ravages of the 
dreaded white plague that I doubt if he would have moved the 
scales to an even hundred pounds. His clothes were in rags, he was 
hatless; and burned by the sun to the shade of a native, his skin 
contrasted strangely with his light blond hair. Over his shoulders 
was a pack which in the tropics it would sorely have puzzled me 
to carry. Where was he going, where was he from, we asked him 
in Spanish, only to be met with a dumb uncomprehending stare. 
Why we tried our halting stammering German on him, I do not 
know, but at once he became the most voluble of persons. In a 
moment we had his name, his story, his tale of regrets and of dis- 
illusionment. His unhappiness seemed to leave him for a time. We 
stood for a new hope, for a chance to escape the drudgery of his 
everyday life, and the constant reminders of the days when he was 
well and strong and still the favorite of the Queen. Would we take 
him away, he wanted to leave so badly. How much would it cost 
to get back to Paris? Once there he would not have to work so 
hard, and soon he would be well again. His eyes glowed as he 
thought of scenes so far away, the pinkish spots on his cheeks be- 
came brighter, he coughed a little, slumped over and in a hopeless, 
listless tone said, "I think I am not as strong as I was." He rested
moment, his eyes dulled as his thoughts came back to the present. 
"Won't you come up the trail with me?" he said. "I know that

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