They were more nervous than we were...." It was nearly two o'clock when Herbertson left.

Lilly, depressed, remained before the fire.

Aaron got out of bed and came uneasily to the fire.
"It gives me the bellyache, that damned war," he said.
"So it does me," said Lilly.

"All unreal." "Real enough for those that had to go through it." "No, least of all for them," said Lilly sullenly.

"Not as real as a bad dream.