Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/295

THE LAST DAY me. Anyhow, I'll have her always, and this is your last night with her."

He pushed Jon out of the door and Jonathan walked over to Evelyn; we could hear his bayonet clank against his canteen at each step, and knew that he was going very slowly—unwillingly, I think. At last the sound ceased and we knew that he and Evelyn were together—for—yes, their last night.