“You guys are goin’ home toot sweet, ain’t you?” questioned the engineer.
“So they tell us, buddy,” responded the Yankee veteran as a man does who speaks from another world. His thoughts were four thousand miles away, they stretched across the ocean and reached a certain, slender somebody who answered the name of Mary O. D. in the thoughts of Jimmy McGee.
“Gee! It sure will be tough tryin’ to tell her and her mother ’bout O. D. I wonder what Mary’ll think of me,” and Jimmy McGee trudged along to accept the future, even as he had accepted the guerre.
THE END