Part 8 (2/2)

Ten minutes passed and no bus

Witha baby; the other, younger, srowing fears: ”I believe the last has gone”

We fixed our six eyes on the far corner of the road, waiting for the yellow lights to round it, but only the gas-lamps stood firm in their perspective

”Oh my, Elsie!” said the woman with the baby, ”you can't never walk up to the cross-roads in the dark alone!”

”I wouldn't er one fir for more I stepped into the middle of the road and started on ested that Elsie and I should walk together

She wouldn't ”hup so

The road was the high road, the channel of tar every day; and noas the selfsas, but with the cloak of night upon them

It wasn't man she feared; even in the dark I knew she wasn't that kind

She would be awfully capable--with le of darkness: she feared the trees would ”; and the other woreed with her

I knehere I was by the smells and the sounds on the road--the ss, the sharp and sudden stamp of the sick ones in the wooden stables, and, later on, the glitter of water in the horse-troughs

I thought: ”I am not afraid Is it because I aoes there?”

”Friend,” I said, thrilling tre which I couldn't led, ”You should never dread the baynit, ,” I said, annoyed, ”II love it”

He said he was cold, and added: ”I bin wounded If you come to that lamp you can see me stripe”

We went to the lamp ”It's them buses,” he complained, ”they won't stop when I halt 'em”

”But why do you want to stop thehs”

”It'sthe opposite way, bore down upon us with an unwieldy rush and roar--the last bus, in a hurry to get to bed

”You'll see,” he said pessimistically

”'Alt! 'Alt, there!” The bus, with three soldiers hanging on the step, rushed past us, and seemed to slow a little The sentry ran a few paces towards it, crying ”'Alt!” But it gathered speed and booas-lamps He returned to ave him soates it seemed there was a faint, a very faint, sweet smell of chloroform