Trembling, and never danced.
But once the soldier,
Slouching to her side, made mockery signs
Suggesting that she stand. Darius started
In anger; then he stopped, for Bruce was up,
Explaining—yet avoiding the brute stare;
And Daniel, in his corner, clenched both fists.
Even the strangers knew, for one came over—
The one with such a neat head on his body,
And the curled stick—as if to beat away