Dangerous Days - Page 261/297

After he had gone, looking boyish and reluctant, she would lie for a

little while watching the door. Perhaps he had forgotten something, and

would come back! One day he did, and was surprised to find her suddenly

in tears.

"You came back!" she said half hysterically. "You came back."

That was the only time in all those weeks that he kissed her. The nurse

had gone out, and suddenly he caught her in his arms and held her to

him. He put her back very gently, and she saw that he was pale.

"I think I'd better go now, and not come back," he said.

And for two long and endless days he did not come. Then on the third

he came, very stiff and formal, and with himself well in hand. Audrey,

leaning back and watching him, felt what a boy he was after all, so

determined to do the right thing, so obvious with his blue-prints, and

so self-conscious.

In June she left the hospital and went to the country. She had already

made a little market for her work, and she wanted to carry it on. By

that time, too, she knew that the break must come between Clayton and

herself if it came at all.

"No letters, no anything, Clay," she said, and he acquiesced quietly.

But the night she left, the butler, coming downstairs to investigate a

suspicious sound, found him restlessly pacing the library floor.

In August he went abroad, and some time about the middle of the month

while he was in London, he received a cable from Graham. He had been

commissioned a first lieutenant in the infantry. Clayton had been seeing

war at first hand then, and for a few moments he was fairly terrified.

On that first of August the Germans had used liquid fire for the first

time, thus adding a new horror. Men in the trenches swept by it had been

practically annihilated. Attacks against it were practically suicide.

Already the year had seen the last of Kitchener's army practically

destroyed, and the British combing the country for new divisions.

In the deadly give and take of that summer, where gains and losses were

measured by yards, the advantage was steadily on the German side, and

it would be a year before the small force of American regulars could be

augmented to any degree by the great new army. It was the darkest hour.

Following on the heels of Graham's cable came a hysterical one from

Natalie.

"Graham probably ordered abroad. Implore you use influence with

Washington."