Darius called him blessed. “You’d have failed me,
Bruce, you would have wobbled like a calf
And licked this devil’s hand, but for that sergeant.
Who sent him here, I wonder?”
“I don’t know,”
Said Bruce, his mind on Dora’s room. “Is she—”
“Yes, she’s in there. And stays there till we’ve finished.
When do we go and do it? Think of that—
Think only of that thing, my boy, that needful
Thing.” Darius nudged him, and they dropped