The Valley of Vision

uary

Here, in old peaceful times, the university examinations used to be held. Now it i

physician, is my guide, an old friend in Balti

u to see an example of the

ere in France, passed over his head and burst just behind him. His bare back is a mass of scars. The

t hurt,

trying to smile, "at lea

a is unmistakable. I talk

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or rather from a country back o

unted there. But what m

the damned Germans. That was enough, M'sieu', to

o before you be

a lumbe

ad spoken in classic French he would have said, "J'etais bucheron." How it brough

n: "I was a

ll return to the wood-cutting

s good-for-nothing arm? I shall never

ctly. And you know the cook gets

lights up

e seen a bit of cooking at the front and learned some things. I migh

ood-by-"bon

without a murmur the greatest of all sacrifices-the loss of his only son, a bra