But I know now that he does." He was silent for a few moments, and then he leant across and took her hands in his.
"I am going," he said, "where there is just the possibility of an accident: one never knows.

I wanted to be sure that all was well with you." He was looking at the ring upon her hand.
"A soldier boy ?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered.

"If he comes back." There was a little catch in her voice.
"I know he'll come back," he said.

"I won't tell you why I am so sure.
Perhaps you wouldn't believe." He was still holding her hands, looking into her eyes.
"Tell me," he said, "did you see your mother before she died.

Did she speak to you ?" "No," Joan answered.