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Oh! if I could only fight again!--that was the best sensation in

life--the zest--the zest!--What is it which prompts us to do decent

actions? I cannot remember that I felt any exaltation specially--it

just seemed part of the day's work--but how one slept! How one enjoyed

any old thing--!

Would it be better to end it all and go out quite? But where should I

go?--theto believe in

reincarnation Such queer things happened aly of soul as I am now--I must send for soht give o and see her this afternoon I

think,--perhaps she could suggest some definite useful work I could

do--It is so aboet about What did

she say?--She said I could pray--I remember--she had not time, she

said--but the Bon Dieu understood--I wonder if He understands me--? or

am I too utterly rotten for Him to bother about?

The Duchesse was so pleased to see me--she kissed me on both cheeks--

"Nicholas! thou art better!" she said--"As I told you--the war is going

to end well--!"

"And how is the book?" she asked presently--"It should be finished--I am

told that your work is inter link--the Duchesse of course