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 the next athletic meet, and find better if you can. That foot; that leg, had seen much work.

It says so all over them. Those hours and days and years of Peripatetic work had carved their story; and his legs talk as well as his face—a clean-cut, closely knit, wiry man.

And did the body of this war-genius match his mind? It must have, or he could not have stood the pace. And it did. He was a boy of extraordinary promise. He said himself: "I am not one of those who will look on at the struggle. But I am one of those who will perform valiant deeds at the contest. And though I be little and short in stature; yet I am mighty in chariot-races, and I will defeat the proud."