III
When they went back to the antimacassars they talked cheerfully of ordinary things. Vernon only touched once on the future.
тАЬNell, when IтАЩm gone, will you go to your mother, or what?тАЭ
тАЬNo. IтАЩd rather stay down here. There are lots of things to do in WiltsburyтБатАФhospital, canteen.тАЭ
тАЬYes, but I donтАЩt want you to do anything. I think youтАЩd be better distracted in London. There will still be theatres and things like that.тАЭ
тАЬNo, Vernon, I must do somethingтБатАФwork, I mean.тАЭ
тАЬWell, if you want to work, you can knit me socks. I hate all this nursing business. I suppose itтАЩs necessary but I donтАЩt like it. You wouldnтАЩt care to go to Birmingham?тАЭ
Nell said very decidedly that she would not like to go to Birmingham.
The actual parting when it came was less strenuous. Vernon kissed her almost offhandedly.
тАЬWell, so long. Cheer up. EverythingтАЩs going to be all right. IтАЩll write as much as I can, though I expect weтАЩre not allowed to say much thatтАЩs interesting. Take care of yourself, Nell darling.тАЭ
One almost involuntary tightening of his arms round her, and then he almost pushed her from him.
He was gone.
She thought, тАЬI shall never sleep tonightтБатАКтБатАж neverтБатАКтБатАжтАЭ
But she did. A deep heavy sleep. She went down into it as into an abyss. A haunted sleepтБатАФfull of terror and apprehension that gradually faded into the unconsciousness of exhaustion.
She woke with a keen sword of pain piercing her heart.
She thought, тАЬVernonтАЩs gone to the war. I must get something to do.тАЭ