I found it hard to reconcile my conception of Master Randall Holmes with this businesslike Tommy who called me "Sir" every minute.
"I'll tell you about it, sir, if you're interested.

But first--how is my mother ?" "Your mother?
You haven't seen her yet ?" Here, at least, was a bit of the old casual Randall.

He shook his head.
"I've only just this minute arrived.

Left the trenches yesterday.
Walked from the station.

Not a soul recognised me.