Wheatley cast downher eyes and sighed. Wel , hurry and put your uniform on and remember . He talked about the gigantic era of expansion that would dawn for America after the war. After a few days he turned up rather seasick in the Bosporus on his way, it was said, to Rumania where
We'l al have to show our faces, as they say in Russia, before long. Women had shawls over their heads, few of the men or boys had overcoats. He'd give her bits of parts to learn and she had to recite them to him when he came home. Her name was Helen Mauer; she was five years older than Ben, a pale blonde and already had lines in her face.
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