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spoke, and that again was familiar to him. They passed from bed to bed, with exactly the same result, till she was called away, and he sat down by a young soldier with a long, very narrow head and face, and a heavily bandaged shoulder. Touching the bandage reverently, Pierson said: `Well, my dear fellow-still bad?'
`Ah!' replied the soldier. `Shrapnel wound. It's cut the flesh properly.'
`But not the spirit, I can see!'
The young soldier gave him a quaint look, as much as to say: `Not 'arf bad!' and a gramophone close to the last bed began to play: `God bless Daddy at the war! '
'Are you fond of music?'
`I like it well enough. Passes the time.'
`I'm afraid the time hangs heavy in hospital.'
`Yes; it 'angs a bit 'eavy; it's just 'orspital life. I've been wounded before, you see. It's better than bein' out there. I expect I'll lose the proper use o' this arm. I don't worry; I'll get my discharge.'
`You've got some good nurses here.'
`Yes; I like Mrs. Lynch; she's the lady I like.' `My cousin.'
`I see you come in together. I see everything 'ere. I think a lot, too. Passes the time.'
`Do they let you smoke?'
`Oh, yes! They let us smoke.'
`Have one of mine?'
The young soldier smiled for the first time. `Thank you;
I've got plenty.'
The nurse came by, and smiled at Pierson.
`He's one of our blase ones; been in before, haven't you, Simson?'
Pierson looked at the young man, whose long, narrow face, where one sandy-lashed eyelid drooped just a little, seemed armoured with a sort of limited omniscience. The

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