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Updated: May 16, 2025
They ran on westward, panting, sheltered by the grassy crest behind which soldiers lay firing over the top of the grass long lines of them, belly flattened to the slope, dusty blue trousers hitched up showing naked ankles and big feet pendant. Behind them, swords drawn, stood or walked their officers, quietly encouraging them or coolly turning to look at Ailsa and Berkley as they hurried past.
Ailsa slept fitfully, but the far challenge and the halting of the waggon usually awoke her in darkness feebly lit by the rays of a candle-set lantern, swung up inquiringly by the corporal of some guard. And, "Pass forward, Sanitary!" was the invariable formula; and the ambulance rolled on again between a double abattis of fallen trees, flanked on either horizon by tall, quiet pines.
"What an ass never to have suspected it when it is all so clear!" Meantime Ailsa and the boy, dismissed from any further need of service, walked on through the deepening dusk and turned their faces homeward.
The next day Ailsa enrolled; arranged her household affairs so that she could answer any summons at a few hours' notice; and went to bed dead tired, and slept badly, dreaming of dead men. The morning sun found her pale and depressed. She had decided to destroy Berkley's letters. She burned all, except one; then went to her class work. Dr.
Shall I tell it? It involves some swearing." Ailsa laughed. "Proceed, Dr. Hammond. Do you think Miss Lynden and I have been deaf since we arrived at the front?" "Does anybody in this hospital use bad language?" demanded the doctor sharply. "Not to us," said Ailsa, smiling. "But there's an army just outside the windows. Go on with your story, please."
It has all been too sad for such things a tragedy too deep for the lesser passions to meddle with. . . . Let us forgive each other. . . . She will know it, somehow." Their hands slowly closed together and remained. "Philip!" "Sir?" "Ailsa is here." "Yes, sir." "Will you say to her that I would like to see her?" For a moment Berkley hesitated, then rose quietly and walked into the adjoining ward.
We are ordered to carry a lance of the Austrian pattern, nine feet long with an eleven-inch, three-edged blade; the staff of Norway fir about an inch and a quarter through, with ferrule and counter poise at the heel. Do I make myself clear, Mrs. Paige?" Ailsa, thinking of Berkley, flushed slightly and nodded. "There'll be a scarlet swallow-tailed pennon on the end just below the blade point.
It's probably gone now, since I've asked if it is in you to pardon " He shrugged again, deeming it useless; and she made no sign of comprehension. For a while he stood, looking down at his cap, turning it over and over, thoughtfully. "Well, then, Ailsa, you are very kind to offer what you did offer.
The medical director with his corps of aides worked furiously to get up the big tents. The smoke from the battery blew east and south, flowing into the hollow in sulphurous streams; the uproar from the musketry was terrific. Ailsa, kneeling beside a stretcher to tuck in the blankets, looked up over her shoulder suddenly at Letty. "Where did they take Colonel Arran?" "I don't know, dear."
"And I'm simply furious; I'd counted on a dramatic situation, Ailsa the soldiers farewell, loud sobs, sweetheart faints, lancer dashes away unmanly tears 'Be strong, be br-r-rave, dah-ling! Hevving watches over your Alonzo! "Not so. A big brawny brute in spurs comes in the dark to stir us with the toe of his boot.
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