The Soul of the War

hat they came from Manchester, and by their knapsacks, which contained all their baggage, it was obvious that they were on a short trip to Paris.

eather lounge-I met him afterwards at the Brit

ational situation. Perhaps it will be easi

round, lads!" said

, waving farewells to England, as the syren hooted, above a rattle of chains and the crash of the gangway which dropped to the quayside. They had bee

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sails all agleam as it crossed the bar of a searchlight so that it seemed like a fairy ship in the v

meet to-night!" I said to the s

skipper and crew. Spies all of them,

d gold. As I stared back into the blinding rays I felt that the eyes of the warships could look into my very soul, and I walked to the other side of the boat as though abashed by this scrutiny. I looked back to the shore, with its winking lights and looming cliffs, and wished I could see by some kind of searchlight into the