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Two years!--a
swift, restless dream aglow with exotic colour, echoing with laughter
and bugle-call and the noise of the surf on Samar rocks--a dream through
which stirred the rustle of strange brocades and the whisper of breezes
blowing over the grasses of Leyte; and the light, dry report of rifles,
and the shuffle of bare feet in darkened bungalows, and the whisper of
dawn in Manila town.
Two years!--wherever they came from, wherever they had gone. And now,
out of the ghostly, shadowy memory, behold _her_ stepping into the world
again!--living, breathing, quickening with the fire of life undimmed in
her. And he had seen the bright colour spreading to her eyes, and the
dark eyes widen to his stare; he had seen the vivid blush, the forced
smile, the nod, the voiceless parting of her stiffened lips. Then she
was gone, leaving the whole world peopled with her living presence and
the very sky ringing with the words her lips had never uttered, never
would utter while sun and moon and stars endured.


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