‘That’s it; even the little shavers.’ He whispers, ‘Why isn’t Billy boy fighting, Ellen?’
‘Oh, John!’
‘Is Billy boy dead?’ She nods. ‘Was he killed in action? Tell me, tell me!’ She nods again. ‘Good for Billy boy. I knew Billy boy was all right. Don’t cry, Ellen. I’ll take care of you. All’s well with Billy boy.’
‘Yes, I know, John.’
He hesitates before speaking again. ‘Ellen, who is the soldier? He comes here. He is a captain.’
‘He is a very gallant man, John. It is he who was married to Barbara to-day.’
Bitterly, ‘She has soon forgotten.’
His wife shakes her brave head. ‘She hasn’t forgotten, dear. And it’s nearly three years now since Billy died.’
‘So long! We have a medal he got, haven’t we?’
‘No, John; he died before he could win any medals.’