Pandemonium! Everybody was moving—vehicles were moving—people were

moving—flags were moving. Their own flags—Union Jack with Old

Glory—were moving. The Crossley was moving. . . .

“Forrard away,” hallooed Brigadier General the Weasel, still astride the

radiator. “Forrard away, sir,” Peter howled back from the driving

seat. . . .

Pandemonium! Everybody was dancing. The flags were dancing. Men and

women on the sidewalk were dancing. Soldiers were dancing—English

soldiers and American soldiers, French soldiers and Belgian soldiers,

Portuguese and Japanese and Italian soldiers—lame soldiers and legless

soldiers and armless soldiers—ill soldiers and well soldiers. Sailors

were dancing—English sailors and American sailors, French sailors and

Italian sailors and Japanese sailors. The very houses were dancing:

floods of white paper came dancing down out of the dancing houses. Their

own car was dancing: her cushions were dancing: they could feel her

engine dancing. They themselves were dancing: they could feel their

hearts dancing inside them: the blood was dancing in their veins,

dancing and dancing. . . .

* * * * *

But late that Armistice Day afternoon when the five sat knee-to-knee in

the closed and motionless car—Hyde Park trees at its windows, rain

tapping on its taut roof; when they poured the dancing wine of Francis’

forethought from gold-foiled bottle-neck and clinked brimmed glasses in

token of civilization’s triumph over the Beast; when the Weasel,

speaking solemnly as though he were proposing the King’s Health on

guest-night, gave them: “Our men, God bless them, our splendid, splendid

men!”—then Beatrice and Patricia could have sworn that they saw the

tears of their own hearts reflected not only in their lovers’ eyes, but

in the hard blue eyes of Brigadier General Douglas Stark, Royal Field

Artillery.

THE END

_The characters of Peter Jameson and his wife Patricia were

originally conceived in Stockholm, Sweden, one night in June,

1912. Their story was finally brought to fruition at The Old

Barn, Oxfordshire, England, in November, 1919._

TRANSCRIBER NOTES

Mis-spelled words and printer errors have been fixed.

Inconsistency in hyphenation has been retained.

Inconsistency in accents has been retained.

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