Chapter 13

           Dickturnedthecornerofthetraverseandcontinuedalongthetrenchwalkingontheduckboard.Hecametoaperiscope,lookedthroughitamoment;thenhegotuponthestepandpeeredovertheparapet.InfrontofhimbeneathadingyskywasBeaumontHamel;tohisleftthetragichillofThiepval.Dickstaredatthemthroughhisfieldglasses,histhroatstrainingwithsadness.

           Hewentonalongthetrench,andfoundtheotherswaitingforhiminthenexttraverse.Hewasfullofexcitementandhewantedtocommunicateittothem,tomakethemunderstandaboutthis,thoughactuallyAbeNorthhadseenbattleserviceandhehadnot.

           "Thislandherecosttwentylivesafootthatsummer,"hesaidtoRosemary.Shelookedoutobedientlyattheratherbaregreenplainwithitslowtreesofsixyears’growth.IfDickhadaddedthattheywerenowbeingshelledshewouldhavebelievedhimthatafternoon.Herlovehadreachedapointwherenowatlastshewasbeginningtobeunhappy,tobedesperate.Shedidn’tknowwhattodoshewantedtotalktohermother.

           "Therearelotsofpeopledeadsinceandwe’llallbedeadsoon,"saidAbeconsolingly.

           RosemarywaitedtenselyforDicktocontinue.

           "Seethatlittlestreamwecouldwalktoitintwominutes.IttooktheBritishamonthtowalktoitawholeempirewalkingveryslowly,dyinginfrontandpushingforwardbehind.Andanotherempirewalkedveryslowlybackwardafewinchesaday,leavingthedeadlikeamillionbloodyrugs.NoEuropeanswilleverdothatagaininthisgeneration."

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