JULIE LANNES John Scott came slowly out of the darkness and hovered for a while between dusk and light.

It was not an unpleasant world in which he lingered.

It seemed full of rest and peace.

His mind and body were relaxed, and there was no urgent call for him to march and to fight.

The insistent drumming of the great guns which could play upon the nervous system until it was wholly out of tune was gone.