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ghtful owners. But Bobby and Wagstaffe had not been there. All during the autumn and winter they had lain softly in hospital, enjoying their first rest for two years. Wagstaffe had lost his left arm and gained a decoration. Bobby, in addition to his Cross, had incurred a cracked crown and a permanently shortened leg. But both were well content. They had done their bit--and something over; and they had emerged from the din of war with their lives, their health, and their reason. A man who can achieve that feat in this war can count himself fortunate. Now, passed by a Medical Board as fit for Home Service, they had said farewell to their Convalescent Home and come to London to learn what fate Olympus held in store for them. "Where have you been all day, Bobby?" enquired Wagstaffe, as they sat down to dinner an hour later. "Down in Kent," replied Bobby briefly. "Very well: I will not probe the matter. Been to the War Office?" "Yes. I was there this morning. I am to be Adjutant of a Cadet school, at Great Snoreham. What sort of a job is that likely to be?" "On the whole," replied Wagstaffe, "a Fairy Godmother Department job. It might have been very much worse. You are thoroughly up to the Adjutant business, Bobby, and of course the young officers under you will be immensely impressed by your game leg and bit of ribbon. A very sound appointment." "What are they going to do with you?" asked Bobby in his turn. "I am to command our Reserve Battalion, with acting rank of Lieutenant-Colonel. Think of that, my lad! They have confirmed you in your rank as Captain, I suppose?" "Yes." "Good! The only trouble is that you will be stationed in the South of England and I in the North of Scotland; so we shall not see quite so much of one another as of late. However, we must get together occasionally, and split a tin of bully for old times' sake." "Bully? By gum!" said Bobby thoughtfully. "I have almost forgotten what it tastes like. (Fried sole, please; then roast lamb.) Eight months in hospital do wash out certain remembrances." "But not all," said Wagstaffe. "No, not all. I--I wonder how our chaps are getting on, over there." "The regiment?" "Yes. It is so hard to get definite news." "They were in the Arras show. Did better than ever; but--well, they required a big draft afterwards." "The third time!" sighed Bobby. "Did any one write to you about it?" "Yes. Who do you think?" "Some one in th
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