He was too weary and too sick at heart to talk, but he gradually became aware that the overpowering sense of loneliness that had been with him all day was gone.
When he had finished his slight meal, he whispered to her: "I wish I could thank you, but I can't.

I did need it.

You have helped me greatly." "You are better now," she said softly.

"It's very, very hard for you, so far from home, and from all your friends." "There is no one else," said Barry simply.

"We have no one but just ourselves." At this point his father opened his eyes bright and very wide-awake.
The V.A.D.began to gather up the tea things.