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 : She loves him.



She gave him his child his son. That’s what he said. And then he drew up all proud and like a man again to go to her.







(bows her head) : I can’t! We said good-bye. At least we could do that. We never did before.

(taking her hands) : My dear.




 * And now to come back to this  all it stands for  and the war. Did he speak of the war?

His eyes were scared, but he laughed. He said, “It’ll all be over by July, the papers say.” He said, “Shall I send you a postcard from Berlin?” And then, when he went back to the house, he smiled a dreadful, decent smile  and he was whistling “Tipperary” and walking like a soldier. That’s how he’ll go back out there  to France.



[She breaks down.