His voice was low and husky, yetstrangely musical to the ear. he lip of the trench as the firstsalvo of grape shot thundered from out of the grove and swept thebeach. Hal listened softly at thewall, but heard no voices. The Gull's top-hamper billowed out.
Only a trifle tardily she wasacknowledging his salute. I justwanted you to confirm what I already knew. The sound of the barrage and the answering firefrom the beach was deafening and confusing. The image of her stayed with him over the dreadful days that followed.
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