We were thankful indeed that we had made a place of safety, for it would have gone hard with us if we had been out on the mountains that night.

Deep snow lay everywhere when we got up the following morning.
After breakfast Mr.Sorlle took us round to Husvik in a motor-launch.
We were listening avidly to his account of the war and of all that had happened while we were out of the world of men.

We were like men arisen from the dead to a world gone mad.

Our minds accustomed themselves gradually to the tales of nations in arms, of deathless courage and unimagined slaughter, of a world-conflict that had grown beyond all conceptions, of vast red battlefields in grimmest contrast with the frigid whiteness we had left behind us.

The reader may not realize quite how difficult it was for us to envisage nearly two years of the most stupendous war of history.