The girl turned toward him, the echoes of the guns filling her ears, and strove to read his face in the ghastly, dreary light.
"I'm really cured, Miss Erith," he said. "If there's any emergency
I'll fight to live. Do you believe me?"
"If you tell me so."
"I tell you so."
The girl drew a deep, unsteady breath, and her arm tightened a trifle within his.
"I am—so glad," she said in a voice that sounded suddenly tired.
There came an ear-splitting detonation from the after-deck, silencing every murmur.
"Something is shelling us," whispered McKay. "When orders come, go instantly to your boat and your station."
"I don't want to go alone."
"The nurses of the unit to which you—"