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Updated: May 2, 2025
"What is it on the clock?" The taxi was paid, the two men went upstairs. Aaron was in bed, but he called as Lilly entered the room. "Hullo!" said Lilly. "Not asleep? Captain Herbertson has come in for a minute." "Hope I shan't disturb you," said Captain Herbertson, laying down his stick and gloves, and his cap. He was in uniform.
Then he lifted his face, and went on in the same animated chatty fashion: "You see, he had a presentiment. I'm sure he had a presentiment. None of the men got killed unless they had a presentiment like that, you know...." Herbertson nodded keenly at Lilly, with his sharp, twinkling, yet obsessed eyes.
I got hold of the doctor and I said, 'Look here! Why hasn't this man been taken to the Clearing Station? I used to get excited. But after some years they'd got used to me. 'Don't get excited, Herbertson, the man's dying. 'But, I said, 'he's just been talking to me as strong as you are. And he had he'd talk as strong and well as you or me, then go quiet for a bit.
And so, by light transitions, to the Prince of Wales at the front, and thus into the trenches. And then Herbertson was on the subject he was obsessed by. He had come, unconsciously, for this and this only, to talk war to Lilly: or at Lilly. For the latter listened and watched, and said nothing.
Awfully queer lot down there. Not my sort, no. You won't go down? No, I shouldn't. Not the right sort of people." Herbertson rattled away, rather spasmodic. He had been through the very front hell of the war and like every man who had, he had the war at the back of his mind, like an obsession. But in the meantime, he skirmished. "Yes.
'We shall be out of this hell-on-earth tomorrow. And he took my hand. We weren't much for showing feeling or anything in the guards. But he took my hand. And we climbed out to charge Poor fellow, he was killed " Herbertson dropped his head, and for some moments seemed to go unconscious, as if struck.
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