Long before I came to, Ellis had been discharged, the ward had filled
up with fresh cases (except Burnett, of course), and the armistice had
been signed.

When I was well enough they handed me a letter which Ellis had left
for me.

"DEAR L----" (it ran),--"Yes, the rabbits have had their food. The
biggest of them swallowed it all most satisfactorily.

"Your loving ELLIS."

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[Illustration: "AND I SUPPOSE YOU WILL BE DEMOBILISED AS SOON AS YOU
GET OUT OF HOSPITAL?"

"OH, NO, MUM. YOU SEE, I WAS A SOLDIER IN CIVVY LIFE."]

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[Illustration: _Hostess_. "WHAT! GOING ALREADY, DEARS? IT'S VERY
EARLY."

_Little Girl_. "YES--WE HAVE TO GO ON TO ANOTHER PARTY. WE'RE SORRY,
BUT--YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS AT THIS TIME OF THE YEAR."]

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