The Romantic by May Sinclair
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"You know," he said presently, "it was against the Hague Convention." "Good heavens, so it was! I never thought of it." "You must think of it. You gave the Germans the right to fire on all our ambulances.... You see, this isn't just a romantic adventure; it's a disagreeable, necessary, rather dangerous job." "I didn't do it for swank. I knew the guns were wanted, and I couldn't bear to leave them." "I know, it would have been splendid if you'd been a combatant. But," he said sadly, "this is a field ambulance, not an armoured car." IX She was glad they had been sent out with the McClane Corps to Melle. She wanted McClane to see the stuff that John was made of. She knew what had been going on in the commandant's mind. He had been trying to persuade himself that John was no good, because, from the minute he had seen him with his ambulance on the wharf at Ostend, from the minute he had known his destination, he had been jealous of him and afraid. Why, he must have raced them all the way from Ostend, to get in first. Afraid and jealous, afraid of John's youth with its secret of triumph and of courage; jealous of John's face and body that men and women turned back to look at as they |
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