I will repay." She reminded me of those words.

And I was ashamed, for that I had been minded to forget.
And when I would have hidden myself away from a' the world, and nursed my grief, I was reminded, again, that I must not.

My boy had died for humanity.

He had not been there in France aboot his own affairs.

Was it for me, his father, to be selfish when he had been unselfish?
Had I done as I planned, had I said I could not carry on because of my ain grief, I should have brought sorrow and trouble to others, and I should have failed to do my duty, since there were those who, in a time of sore trouble and distress, found living easier because I made them laugh and wink back the tears that were too near to dropping.
Oh, aye, I've had my share of trouble.