This much is due your mother's memory." "Thank you, sir," replied Broussard, a great load lifted from his heart.
Broussard did not wish to go at once to Mrs.Lawrence; she should have one hour alone with her husband.

Nor did he care to go to the officers' club at that moment.

He walked toward the quarters of the non-commissioned officers, scarcely noticing where his steps led.

As he passed the McGillicuddy quarters, the door opened, and little Ronald ran out bareheaded.

He recognized Broussard, and Broussard, feeling strongly and strangely the call of the blood, took the boy in his arms and covered his little face with kisses much to the lad's surprise, and sent him to the house.