Part 3 (1/2)

I turned aith a great shrinking

In a very few minutes the citizen went past my bunk door, his hat in his hand, his black coat buttoned; taking back to his hoht ever learn

At the end of the passage he al

Of the two, the stretcher moved me least

_My_ Sister is afraid of death She told me so And not the less afraid, she said, after all she has seen of it That is terrible

But the new Sister is afraid of life She is shorter-sighted

The rain has been pouring all day

To-night it has stopped, and all the hill is steam and drizzle and black with the blackness that war has thrust upon the countryside

_My_ Sister has gone

Two nights ago I went up to a dinner at Madeleine's and to stay the night My Sister said, ”Go and enjoy yourself!” And I did It is very aht; I feel a glow of pleasure as I climb to the room Madeleine calls mine and find the reflection of the fire on the blue wall-paper

The evening wasn't remarkable, but I came back full of descriptions to the bunk and Sister next day

I was running on, inventing this and that, h, when suddenly I looked up, and she had tears in her eyes

I wavered and caot up suddenly and moved about the room, and then with a muttered ”Wash my hands,” disappeared into the corridor

I sat and thought: ”Is it that she has her life settled, quietly continuous, and one breaks in? Does the wind fro

Yesterday I arrived at the hospital and couldn't find the store-cupboard keys, then ran across to her room and tapped at the door

Her voice called ”Come in!” and I found her huddled in an arm-chair, unnerved and white I asked her for the keys, and when she gave the away to-with a feeling of shock, and going back to my bunk I brooded

The new Sister ca thatinto a ward

A sense of desolation was in the air, a ruthlessness on the part of some one unknown ”Shuffle, shufflethey shuffle us like cards!”

I rose and began to teach the new VAD the subtle art of laying trays

She seemed stupid

I didn't want to shareover the down the spoons I held inwith them, chivied the new VAD until her ht

She was very ugly I thought: ”In a day or two I shall get to like her, and then I shan't be able to chivy her”