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Scan 55
Blue Book v073-n03 [1941-07], 1941
26 lines. Read by computer on 18 September 2026. No printed page number was found. See the scan on archive.org.
1"Dunkerque—that was where our boy John stayed… He came and spoke to us that night."
3Illustrated by L. R. Gustavson
5force, a strength, greater than all destruction! Surprising things will come out of it; you'll see! The intangible, the non-material things are the greatest in the universe… such a force as this reaches out to all of us."
7Moore scarcely listened. He was burning with regret; that curt letter had set him afire. Why could not Caroline have received one of his other letters? Why had he written that damned thing at all! Nerves, of course; but he scorned to take shelter behind this. Yes, she would be supporting herself. She had run a swanky West End music-shop before their marriage; she was independent….
9"Let me show you Elsa's picture," Haldon was saying. From his pocket he took a flat leather case, and opened it. Here were two pictures: the same woman, one young, one old. Haldon pointed to the letter.
11"That was taken for our boy, John, before he enlisted. It's a good picture of her."
13Moore caught at the case and held it to the light. A sudden excitement seized him.
15"Why, I've seen this woman!" he broke out. That gently sweet face was vaguely familiar, no doubt of it. He remembered the white ruffle about her throat. A fine, fragile, spiritual face. "I've seen her, Haldon! Recently, too. Let me think; in a crowd somewhere, perhaps during an air-raid—"
17He racked his brains but the answer would not ring. Haldon beamed at him.
19"Don't get excited about it, Moore—it will come out all right. If you don't try so hard, you'll remember."
21"I've got it!" rapped Moore. "It was yesterday—only yesterday! Wait, now; that's right, I can see her again, sitting in the shop!"
23"What shop?" demanded the other, suddenly beginning to tremble, suddenly losing his smile, suddenly all aquiver with anxiety. "What shop, where?"
25"Yesterday." Moore had momentarily forgotten himself and his own affairs, in the blaze of recollection. "I took the tube home, but got carried past.
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