The sight of her, bright-eyed and brave, fresh and young, always filled me with happiness.

I felt her presence like wine and the sea wind and the sunshine.

So greatly did her vitality enrich me, that sometimes I called myself a horrid old vampire.
As soon as she had greeted me, she said in her downright way: "So Leonard Boyce has got his V.C." "Yes," said I."What do you think of it ?" A spot of colour rose to her cheek.

"I'm very glad.

It's no use, Majy, pretending that I ignore his existence.