“And now send Mary to me. I must have one dear woman to hug me goodbye before I go!”
SCENE XX
“COMING!”
Four years later
A forest of white crosses on the battlefields of France.
Two British soldiers moved among them, seeking a special name.
At length they found it.
Luke Sparrow
“Ah, here it is! Here he lies. Well, there are many above ground, hale and hearty, who but for him would be lying as he lies to-day; and I’m one of them.
“Brave? Good Lord, he didn’t know what fear meant! Each time he went over the top you might have thought he was going to his bridal. He used to call this bloody war the Great Chance. And such a pal! Do you mind how it kept our spirits up only to look at him, let alone his hand on your shoulder or his voice in your ear?
“But life-saving was his passion. No place was too hot for him, if a helpless man lay there to be brought in. V.C.? He earned it thirty times over! And always came through all right.