The Romantic
the commandant's mind. He had been trying to persuade himself that John was no good, because, from the minute he had seen him with his ambulance on the wharf at
going up to wounds and death, turned to look at this creature of superb and brilliant life. Even on the boat he must have had a dreadful wonder whether John was bound for Ghent; he must have known from the beginning that whe
himself that would open McCl
thing going on inside people, then, all the things he didn't want to see; he wouldn't miss anything, and he would know all the time what John was li
have to stay at the end of the village with their cars. The three were drawn up at the street side, close under the house wal
e others. He had his hand beside her han
ld take me with
re, all chauffeurs t
notted and twitche
arlie, you'll
John, I don't really.
nd down the road she could see he was uneasy. "If you could have st
's got to
smiled. "Jeanne," he
ot
y were
does cover Gwinnie's
e said a
must go now. They're co
ack. She was aware of Mrs. Rankin and two of the McClane men with stretchers, passing; she could see Mrs. Rank
't think whether they're coming back or not.... They don't think at
and carry Mrs. Rankin
w
e Bartrum; then the McClane men; they nodded to her and smiled. Then McClane, late, running, trying to overtake John and Mrs
eep him out. When it came to action they were one corps; they couldn't very well be divided, since McClane had more men than stretchers and John had
, would have taken their fine Roden cars from them; he would have taken Sutton. She
ght be killed. They said McClane didn't look after his women. He didn't care how they exposed themselves to the firing; he took them into unnecessary danger. He didn't care. He was utterly cold, utterly indifferent
s. Rankin between them on a stretcher. That was
er; the thought of it moved in secret behind all their other thoughts. From the moment, just passed, when they held each other's hands she knew that John loved
didn't know. Perhaps it had gone on all the time; but i
y looked at her and smiled, a flashing of bright eyes and teeth
hit." She said to herself, If I think about it I shall feel quite jumpy. It was one thing to go tearing along between two booming batteries, in excitement, with an end in view, and quite another thing to sit tight and still o
ree. They had been waiting forty minutes, then. She got
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g forms. White bandages. The wounded who c
harlotte. The red had gone from her s
way and Sutty. And Trixie and Mac. They mayn't be
wa
loaded, had driven off a
before John appeare
sharply to her to get down and
. Rankin wer
it in at the bott
st cases mus
retcher while John heaved at the foot. He staggered as he moved, and his face was sallow-white an
rt?" she
hurt," said
, I m
orted. "You'd
to get out of the sight and sound of her. He went with an
arlie. We've got to wai
awkwardly into th
said, "are
something. That's why I could
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She heard Mrs. Rankin and Sutton talking on the bal
ose it was then?"
I don't know. Som
set like that every tim
she knew they were
e, we haven't le
esn't
ared with disgust at the remains of
t been sleeping properly.
m in bed for the du
talking a
ar
eastly battlefield. It's all very well for you two; you're a trained nurs
said Mr
as perfectly all
n't see there was any danger. You could
nd if I coul
th your tea. You'll be sent out ag
on was standing beside her n
ea's all stewed and cold. I
, fragrant China
up. "I think I'll ta
. He got up and opened the doors for her,
a. He said he was all right now. No. He hadn't ruptured anything; he only
nd drawn. Something must have happened out
ish I'd gone with you
all right when you're with me, and ev
you mean
ghtly, as a sign for her to sto
ly come for my coat and my case. I'
rs of blood on the sleeves and breast. He groped about the
nkin any good?" sh
sed his eyes as if to
Ran
he said, "about th
ned abruptly f
was magnificent. So wa
lan
is eyes. "So
s face was hidden by the raised lid as he peered, exami
e room Charlott
il
el
noiseless course
" she said. "
tend not to u
Mrs. Rankin didn't hit it
Her feet went fast and noiseless beside his as he hurried to the operating theatre. T
u mean, hi
come up quick enough with a stre
beat. Done. Could
se she could. She
s. Rankin was back safe she hat
. All the same," he s
ly stood in it, staring at Sutton's back, obsequious, yet impa
eep them waiti
dly. His chin was on a level with the floor when h
wed him out to near him say tha
tte is?" Mrs. Rankin's voice called out, "I think you'll find her in Mr. Conway'
t. She was excited, sha
got something ripping t
nately round each other's waists, into their
t frightfully plea
hink they'
t. He's pleas
M
u did there. And your
old yo
g about you last night. It means you'll be sent ou
I suppose," she added, "that's wha
the matter with Billy Sutton too;
"'C'est magnifique, mais ce n'est pas-la Croix Rouge.' If you're a
n't make it sound as
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