It does not matter where it was. I do not want other people-that is to say, those who were around us-to recognize Sister or myself. It is not likely that she will see this, and I am not sure that she knows my name. Of course, some one may draw her attention to this paper, and she may remember that the name affixed to it is that which I signed at the foot of a document we made out together-namely, a return of deaths. At the foot of this paper our names stood one beneath the other-stand there still, perhaps, in some forgotten bundle of papers at the War Office.
It does not matter where it was. I do not want other people-that is to say, those who were around us-to recognize Sister or myself. It is not likely t...
"There; that's it. That's where they buried Frenchman," said Andrew-known as River Andrew. For there was another Andrew who earned his living on the sea. River Andrew had conducted the two gentlemen from "The Black Sailor" to the churchyard by their own request. A message had been sent to him in the morning that this service would be required of him, to which he had returned the answer that they would have to wait until the evening. It was his day to go round Marshford way with dried fish, he said; but in the evening they could see the church if they still set their minds on it.
"There; that's it. That's where they buried Frenchman," said Andrew-known as River Andrew. For there was another Andrew who earned his living on the s...
