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"They'll be glad," he said, "to see him"

She was in the yard of the hospital, swabbing out the car, when John ca barracks of the annex and the wall at the botto wooden shed, strahite and neas built out under the red brick of the annex She thought it was a garage John came out of the door of the shed He beckoned to her as he ca"

They went close together, John gripping her ar wall of the shed his eyes slewed round and looked at her out of their corners She had seen that sidelong, attentive look once before, when she was a little girl, in the eyes of a schoolboy who had taken her away and told her so horrid The door of the shed stood ajar John half led, half pushed her in

"Look there--" he said

The dead reyish-white, sallohite faces upturned; bodies straight and stiff on a thin litter of straw Pale grey light hovered, filtered through dust

It caht have been a carpenter's shop, partitioned off She couldn't see as going on there She didn't see anything but the dead bodies, the dead faces, and John's living face

He leaned against the wall; his head was thrown back, his eyesunder the cals of his nostrils were lifted as he laughed: a soft, thin laugh breathed out between the edges of his teeth He pointed

"There's your man Sho much they wanted him, doesn't it?"

He lay there, the last coes, his stiff, peakedin his last agony

"Oh, John--"

She cried out in her fright and put her hands over her eyes She had always been afraid of the dead bodies She didn't want to knohere they put theripped her wrists so that he hurt her and dragged down her hands He looked into her eyes, still laughing

"I thought you weren't afraid of anything," he said

"I' them You know I am"