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Somebody sighs. The man with Punch throws down the volume and yawns.
The bugle is our masters' voice ... and the swallows will go where the sun goes, and we shall be here under the treacherous English rain, kicking the soil into mud for our feet to slip in.
But all England is here.

We men in this Reception Station are unreserved, inessential.
Individually, we are necessary only to the tiny nooks and crannies of England into which life, like a wind carrying seed, has dropped us. We have our roots, of course, like all men. Pluck us up, and an empty space is left. But not for long. Without us things do not change. Only the appearance of things changes. Life moves differently, but still goes steadily on.
We lived our peace-time lives; worked, enjoyed things a little, suffered a little; built what we could, struggling, more often than not, far just enough bread and rest to give us strength to struggle with; made homes and supported them, turning sweat into milk for the babies. We were part of the mass of the British.
We are here. The things we lived for are behind us. A11 the personal importance of our own lives has been washed down in the gulf of the national emergency. Other hands were there to take up the tools we laid down. The machines still drone. The fires still roar. The potatoes still grow, and will be plucked when their time is ripe. Our work is behind us, still being done.

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