"Just fix me up something--anything you can find.

I'll munch it in the saddle." For a moment their lips clung and then she stepped back with a broken sigh.

"I'll do the best I can, but oh! how I wish it all were over and that we had you home again." A spasm crossed the man's face.

"It soon _will_ be over, sweetheart.

It soon _will_ be." His wife flung him a startled look.