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Just as I entered the town I met a friend riding out. He shouted something at me. I couldn't hear what he said. "What?" I yelled. "All leave's cancelled!" That was enough for me. I rode into Nieppe like an infuriated cowboy. I went straight for the divisional headquarters, flung away the horse and dashed up into the building. I knew one or two of the officers there. "What's this about leave?"
"But they're too faced out to leave's they be, ain't they, Mis' Carey? You'll have to cover 'em up with new paper, won't you, or shall you let me put a coat of varnish on 'em?" Mrs. Carey shuddered internally. "No, Mr. Popham, we mustn't have any 'shine' on the landscapes. Yes, they are dreadfully dim and faded, but I simply cannot have them covered up!"
You might come along to Belgium with mater and Milly and me they're dying to have you. Milly wants to bore you talking about her Russian and we'll see such a lot of each other, travelling, that you'll know your own mind by the time my leave's up. Think, if I could take you back to God's own country with me as my no, I won't say the word. I see it shocks you." "It does," I said.
She whisked off with her cloth to the screen, deposited it, reappeared. "His leave's up in six weeks," she said. "Him and me are to be married in a month; have a fortnight's fling, and off to India. I chuck this, at the end of the week. They know, downstairs. I hope you'll like your new pal when she turns up, miss."
"Hallo!" exclaimed a neighbour, wielding a clothes-brush with energy. "What's up? Aren't you coming ashore? It isn't your First Dog, is it?" The outlaw shook his head. "No; my leave's jambed. You know that beastly six-inch wire hawser? We were bringing it to the after capstan yesterday, and the Commander " The aft-deck sentry gave two blasts on his fog-horn. Chest lids banged, keys rattled.
"His leave's been prolonged he's going back with me." The words seemed to have uttered themselves without her will, yet she felt a great sense of freedom as she spoke them. The hard tension of Owen's face changed to incredulous surprise. He looked at Darrow. "The merest luck...a colleague whose wife was ill...I came straight back," she heard the latter tranquilly explaining.
"Good-night," she called back, and he got in. And next minute he was alone with Julie. In the closed and darkened taxi he put his arm round her and drew her to him. "Oh, my darling," he murmured. "Julie, do you love me as I love you? I can't live without you." He covered her face with hot kisses, and she kissed him back. "Julie," he said at length, breathlessly, "listen. My leave's come.
"Now was there made, fast by the tower's wall, A garden faire, and in the corners set An arbour green with wandis long and small Railed about, and so with leaves beset Was all the place, and hawthorn hedges knet, That lyf was none, walking there forbye, That might within scarce any wight espy. So thick the branches and the leave's green Beshaded all the alleys that there were.
I'm going to pick up some rifles and ammunition at one of the Australian ports, and so help 'em to keep their end up until the gunboat reaches them. I'll probably get there a day before the boat." "But do you know how far it is? It's thirteen thousand miles or more." "I know. I'm going to have a try. I've got seven days to get there and back; then my leave's up.
"Oh," she said, "but, Winn it's so sudden so soon!" "Leave's short," Winn explained, "and besides, I knew the moment I looked at you, I wanted you. I don't know how you feel, of course; but well I'm sure you aren't the kind of girl to let a fellow kiss you, are you, and mean nothing?" Estelle's long lashes swept her cheeks; she behaved exquisitely. She was, of course, exactly that kind of girl.
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