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table by a titled lady & the same sweet soul was there when I returned from France, a physical wreck, about eight or nine months afterwards. The sex God bless them, did their share amply & well, to win the war.
At Waterloo Station most of the company were assembled well ahead of time & after punishing the refreshment room, entrained, went to sleep & it was like the shattering of a beautiful dream to be kicked & cuffed into wakefulness to commence the dreary tramp from Wilton to Hurdcott. We were all subdued & silent when we rolled into Blanket Flat.

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