Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1941-06-27
CHAPTER 8

love song. She was happy now, d.
though she had found the past seven
DAYS the longest and most difficult
of her life. On her return. from the
trip on which she had carried David
to the hospital, Miss Gill had said
she looked tired and promised her
rest as soon as another driver return
ed from leave. That would be in
week. How those days and nights
dragged. Wendy marked them off
on her calendar and it seemed like
ages between the time she crossed
out one day until she was able to
eliminate the next.
On four different occasions she had
gone to London to fetch wounded,
and once she had returned to st. AL
bans where she enquired about the
wounded she had taken there. All of
them had survived, although the lit
tie boy had lost his leg and was still
very weak. She had wandered far
and wide into the country, transfer
ring wounded from one hospital to
another, and she was indeed very tir-
ed. 1t didn't matter now, however;
she was happy and was going to see
David.
The train trip down was unevent-
full. There were several other people
in the compartment with Wendy, but
she paid little attention to them. She
was contented to look out the win
dow, to watch the soft autumn land
scape, the lovely matched cottages,
and flocks of sheep grazing on the
lush pastures, slide peacefully by.
How far this all seemed from the hor
rors of war. And yet it was so close.
Was it possible that such charming,
bucolic country could be in life and
death struggle for its very existence!
It was indeed, and what pity! Life
could be so beautiful if man were
different, or rather if there were no
Nazis.
Lady Harrowsdale was waiting at
the station to meet Wendy, and took
her directly to The Downs. 1t was
mid-afternoon and a golden haze
hung over the country. His Lord
ship had not come in from a tour of
inspection of the new air raid shell
tiers, so the mother and daughter sat
down together for cup of tea. Wen
dy asked the usual polite questions
about her father, Phil, the hospital,
ct al. The father was we'll and very
busy, Phil had brought down his first
plane, the hospital was crowded.
''That young American you intro
duced me to-" the mother said, sis up
and about. He goes around as he
likes now. have never seen wound
heal so quickly. Remarkable people,
those Americans, they even heal fast
er than any one else"
Wendy wasted no time before she
made an excuse and got away. She
hurried towards the hospital, but be-
fore she arrived, she saw lone fig
ure wandering in the opposite direc-
ton across the golf links. He was
near the spot where they had met,
and she quickened her pace as much
as was possible, without breaking in
to a run, to overtake him. David
was so deep in his own thoughts that
she was able to slip her arm through
his and fall into step with him before
he realized who it was.
"Wendy!"
'Are you glad I'm here, David?"
Was he glad? He thought ne had
never been happier! He was so hap
Nv that he could have kissed her right
then and there. In point of fact that
is lust what he did without further
preliminaries. Nor was there a strug-
gle.
A mischevious caddie saw them
standing there, locked in each others
arms on the fairway and yelled
"Forew
Every day they were together for
long hours, and the days passed with
a terrible rapidity. They took long
walks over the meadows and through
the woods, and kissed and talked Of
love. Wendy wondered if, after all
she was really going to be forced tt
ask him to marry her. She had quite
made up her mind to do it if neces
sary. But was wasn't. On the thirt
day after her arrival, he said sim
ply, evil you marry me, Wendy?'
and she was about to answer in tn
affirmative when he added, "Afte
the war;"
"But why after the war, darling
We may be hundred and ten year
old by then. Let's profit now Will
we're young. Let's live and &c