Finding that she could, he had hurried her across the yard into a small hut where patients who had borne their operation successfully awaited their turn to be moved down to one of the convalescent hospitals at the base.

Among them was a German prisoner, an elderly man, belonging to the Landwehr; in private life a photographer.
He also had been making experiments in the direction of colour photography.

Chance had revealed to the two men their common interest, and they had been exchanging notes.

The German talked a little French, but not sufficient; and on the day of Joan's arrival they had reached an impasse that was maddening to both of them.

Joan found herself up against technical terms that rendered her task difficult, but fortunately had brought a dictionary with her, and was able to make them understand one another.