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"This felloho planned that for you--did you ever see hiain?"

"He met me in Calais"

"And then what?"

"He took me to Dunkirk in his car Such a hideous car, Harvey--all

wrecked It had been under fire again and again I--"

"He took you to Dunkirk! Who ith you?"

"Just Jean, the chauffeur"

"I like his nerve! Wasn't there in all that Godforsaken country a

woman to take with you? You and this--What was his name, anyhow?"

"I can't tell you that, Harvey"

"Look here!" he burst out "Howto tell?

Because I want it all or not at all"

"I can't tell you his na to s His name doesn't matter" She clenched her

hands in the darkness "I don't think he is alive now"

He tried to see her face, but she turned it away

"Dead, eh? What makes you think that?"

"I haven't heard from him"