He--he is just past twenty-one." She faltered the last few words.
Kurt felt on common ground with her then.

The sudden break in her voice, the change in her face, the shadowing of the blue eyes--these were eloquent.
"Oh, it's horrible--this need of war!" she exclaimed.
"Yes," he replied, simply.

"But maybe your brother will not be called." "Called! Why, he refused to wait for the draft! He went and enlisted.
Dad patted him on the back....

If anything happens to him it'll kill my mother.

Jim is her idol.