Just now I have only one feeling, and I know that Helen has it, too.

Nothing else matters except that we have you home again." Felstead patted his sister on the cheek, drew her face down to his and kissed her.
"It's so wonderful to be at home!" he exclaimed apologetically.

"But I must warn you that I am the rabidest person alive.

I went out to the war with a certain amount of respect for the Germans.

I have come back loathing them like vermin.