In that dim interior the signs of his three days' sojourn on Grand-pere were not in evidence, and he had not been harmed during the struggle on the main road or in the rush for the launch.
He doffed his rakish-looking kepi and bowed low before Iris.

Perhaps the white misery in her face touched him more deeply than he had counted on.

Be that as it may, a note of genuine sympathy vibrated in his voice as he said: "I am the only man who escaped, mademoiselle.

The others?
Well, it is war, and war is a lottery." "Do you mean that they have been killed, all killed ?" she murmured with a pitiful sob.
"I--I think so." "You.

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