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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Amazing Interlude by Mary Roberts Rinehart: caring for only such as are wounded or ill. The others can go on. But
every night some twenty or thirty, or even more, will come to your door
- men slightly wounded or too weary to go on without a rest. And for
those there will be a chair by the fire, and something hot, or perhapps
a clean bandage. It sounds small? But in a month, think! You will
have given comfort to perhaps a thousand men. You - alone!"
"I - alone!" she said in a queer choking voice. "And what about you?
It is you who have made it possible."
But Henri was looking down the street to where the row of poplars hid
what lay beyond. Far beyond a star shell had risen above the flat
fields and floated there, a pure and lovely thing, shedding its white
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