"And as for looking for anyone on these waters after such a time--it's hopeless." "That's true," said O'Keefe.

"But his wife and baby! Poor, poor devil!" He was silent for a time, and then, at my solicitation, began to tell us more of himself.

He had been little more than twenty when he had won his wings and entered the war.

He had been seriously wounded at Ypres during the third year of the struggle, and when he recovered the war was over.

Shortly after that his mother had died.