Letters of a Soldier 1914-1915
CONTENTS PAGE INTRODUCTION vii PREFACE BY ANDRE CHEVRILLON 3 LETTERS 33 INTRODUCTION I have been asked to write an Introduction to these letters; and I do so, in spite of the fact that M. Chevrillon has already written one, because they are stranger to me, an Englishman, than they could be to him a Frenchman; and it seems worth while to warn other English readers of this strangeness. But I would warn them of it only by way of a recommendation. We all hope that after the war there will be a growing intimacy between France and England, that the two countries will be
nothing, being the half-fairy which she was.
Presently she asked, "Did that deed of mine, the hair in the urn, offend
you, stranger?"
"Offend me, lady!" I laughed. "Why, had it been the blackest crime
that ever came out of a perverse imagination it would have brought its
own pardon with it; I, least of all in this room, have least cause to
be offended."
"I risked much for you and broke our rules."
"Why, no doubt that was so, but 'tis the privilege of your kind to
have some say in this little matter of giving and taking in marriage.
I only marvel that your countrywomen submit so tamely to the quaintest
game of chance I ever played at.
"Ay, and it is women's nature no doubt to keep the laws which others
make, as you have said yourself. Yet this rule, lady, is one broken
with more credit than kept, and if you have offended no one more than me,
your penance is easily done."
"But I have offended some one," she said, laying her hand on mine
with gentle nervousness in its touch, "one who has the power to hurt,
and enough energy to resent. Hath, up there at the cross-table, have
I offended deeply tonight, for he hoped to have me, and would have
CONTENTS PAGE INTRODUCTION vii PREFACE BY ANDRE CHEVRILLON 3 LETTERS 33 INTRODUCTION I have been asked to write an Introduction to these letters; and I do so, in spite of the fact that M. Chevrillon has already written one, because they are stranger to me, an Englishman, than they could be to him a Frenchman; and it seems worth while to warn other English readers of this strangeness. But I would warn them of it only by way of a recommendation. We all hope that after the war there will be a growing intimacy between France and England, that the two countries will be