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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"

Would it not be a very wise and proper
proceeding that she should make her leave to synchronise with his? Now
he must be off, and so with love to her, and with the hope that they
might see London together--
Just then Monroe came with the startling news that the battalion had
"moved up" hours ago.
"Which road?" enquired Barry, springing to his feet.
"Don't know, sir," replied Monroe, who had evidently his own opinion
about matters. "But I met a padre," he continued, "who told me that
there was a stream of wounded passing through the Brandhoek Clearing
Station. He said they were very short-handed there, sir," and Monroe
regarded his officer with anxious eyes.
"I hate to take you up there, Monroe," said Barry with a smile.
"Oh, that's all right, sir," said Monroe, hastily, "but I guess we'll
have to hurry."
"I remember, Monroe, that your major and you would have sent me out
of this, but you know well enough that there's only one place for me
to-night, and the question is, where is the battalion--Ypres Barracks,
Chateau Beige, Zillebeck, or where?"
"I enquired at the transports, sir," said Monroe, "and no one appeared
to know.


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