It had to be." Her voice quivered as she spoke now.
"Are you going ?" she asked.

"Will that have to be ?" Michael looked at her a moment with infinite tenderness.
"Oh, my dear, of course it will," he said.

"Of course, one doesn't know yet what the War Office will do about the Army.

I suppose it's possible that they will send troops to France.

All that concerns me is that I shall rejoin again if they call up the Reserves." "And they will ?" "Yes, I should think that is inevitable.