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float in the near future I trust over the crescent on St Sophia -
Fancy letting loose all the Balkan – 'dogs of war with their attendant horrors -

By the way the missing mail from Ribaul yes turned up yesterday aftn by the S.S. Moresby - We had been expecting her for some time - Your letter is Sept 21 & you've just had the news of our disaster with AE1 - You people were much more shocked than the fleet – morally – not the slightest trace of shock was apparent - Life went on just the same so far as I cd judge - War must be like that – men come men go but the units absolutely don't count anymore among us (so far as I can judge) than a dozen sheep wd to another couple of thousand - Whatever the chaps think there's anyway no outward expression - I suppose it must be so - I heard Stoker once remark on the absolute callousness of everyone to death & disaster but even he said mighty little -

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