Catherine found herself trembling. The shy words of welcome which
had formed themselves in her mind died away on her lips as their
glances met. She lifted her face to his.
"Julian," she murmured, "I am so proud--so happy."
The Bishop left them as they stepped into their cab.
"I am going to a mission room in the neighbourhood," he explained.
"We have war talks every week. I try to tell them how things are
going on, and we have a short service. But before I go, Mr.
Stenson has sent you a little message, Julian. If you go to your
club later on to-night, you will see it in the telegrams, or you
will find it in your newspapers in the morning. There has been
wonderful fighting in Flanders to-day. The German line has been
broken at half a dozen points. We have taken nearly twenty
thousand prisoners, and Zeebrugge is threatened. Farther south,
the Americans have made their start and have won a complete
victory over the Crown Prince's picked troops."
The two men wrung hands.
"This," Julian declared, "is the only way to Peace."
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