"The Germans are shelling the village." Grace rose, and ran to her for protection.
"Take me away!" she cried.

"We shall be killed if we stay here." She stopped, looking in astonishment at the tall black figure of the nurse, standing immovably by the window.

"Are you made of iron ?" she exclaimed.
"Will nothing frighten you ?" Mercy smiled sadly.

"Why should I be afraid of losing my life ?" she answered.

"I have nothing worth living for!" The roar of the cannon shook the cottage for the second time.