But underneath it all was the same as in the common men of all the combatant nations: the hot, seared burn of unbearable experience, which did not heal nor cool, and whose irritation was not to be relieved.

The experience gradually cooled on top: but only with a surface crust.

The soul did not heal, did not recover.
"I used to be awfully frightened," laughed Herbertson.

"Now you say, Lilly, you'd never have stood it.

But you would.