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Updated: May 3, 2025
He had no idea of what his plans were. He only knew that he was going back to France, and that it was his business to get on the leave-boat that night. As he passed along the thickly carpeted, silent corridor to his room, he saw the door of Strangwise's room standing ajar. He pushed open the door and walked in unceremoniously. A suitcase stood open on the floor with Strangwise bending over it.
It's been rippin'. Stop the car, Solomon, somewhere near the leave-boat; it won't do to drive right up to the hospital; we might be spotted." Peter leaned out of the window on his side. The lights on the quay glowed steadily across the dark water, and made golden flicking streaks upon it as the tide swelled slowly in.
Having been told that all the mines had been swept up and that everything was perfectly right, I was to have started by the 12.15 boat, that is the boat which started an hour after the doomed hospital ship. We were all told, however, that we were not to cross by the said 12.15, or leave-boat, but must wait for the P. & O. mail-boat.
"Would you?" he demanded, and hung on her words. She turned her face up to him, and even in the dark he could see her glowing eyes. "It would be heaven, Peter," she whispered. He kissed her passionately. "I could meet you in town easily," he said. "Not the leave-boat train," she replied; "it's not safe. Anyone might be there.
At this moment a song started, but his companion dropped her voice to stage whisper and replied: "End of the harbour, near where the leave-boat starts. Know it now?" He nodded, but was saved a reply. She looked away toward the platform, and he studied her face surreptitiously. It seemed very young till you looked closely, especially at the eyes, and then you perceived something lurking there.
"Bon voyage," echoed Jeanne. I waved my hand, and the next moment I had seen the last of two noble women who had never looked upon me except with kindness, and who, from my rising up till my lying down, had ministered to me with unfailing solicitude. At the Base I boarded the leave-boat. Several officers were already on board, their boots still bearing the mud of Flanders upon them.
Peter smiled, and replied that he had no intention whatever of waiting; he only wanted to know the times of the Boulogne trains. These he discovered by the aid of a railway guide on the table, and selected the midnight train, which would land him in Boulogne in time for the first leave-boat, if the train were punctual and the leave-boat not too early.
"Absolutely!" responded the Chief firmly. "But how will we manage it?" asked Desmond. "Catch the leave-boat to-night and don't worry. You will receive your instructions in due course." "But when shall I see you again?" The Chief chuckled. "Depends entirely on yourself, Okewood," he retorted. "When you're through with your job, I expect. In the meantime, Miss Mackwayte will act between us.
There was the loud hoot of a horn and a lurch of the couplings, as C sprang in. I grasped B 's hand, and jumped on to the footboard of the moving train. "Good-bye, old chap." "Good-bye, old man." B had gone to the front. I never saw him again. Three weeks later I was sitting at déjeuner in the Metropole, when a ragamuffin came in with the London papers, which had just arrived by the leave-boat.
As the colonel looked across the still waters of the harbour basin he saw a bier, covered with a Union Jack, being slowly carried across the gangway of the leave-boat; a little group of officers followed it. In a few moments the leave-boat, after a premonitory blast from the siren which woke the sleeping echoes among the cliffs, cast off her moorings and slowly gathered way.
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