The Dark Angel Page #3

Well, mother.

I know.

Remember the prayers grandfather

Used to say at breakfast?

I'm going to

Say one now.

God bless my boys

And bring them

Back to me.

God bless my boys

And bring them back to me.

Bring them back

To us both,

For a long

And happy life.

I'm going in now.

I don't want

To see you go.

My love

Goes with you.

Come along,

Gerald.

Goodbye, darling.

Stay with her today.

Now, Alan, be careful.

Don't-

I know, I know.

You've been telling me

What not to do

Since we were babies.

You be a good girl.

You'll write?

Picture postcards

From every town.

You be a good girl,

And we'll buy you

A present in paris.

Goodbye, Gerald dear.

Goodbye, Kitty.

Goodbye.

You'll write me letters?

Yes. Long letters.

God bless my boys

And bring them back to me.

The train's

20 minutes late.

20 entire minutes!

After 11 months of waiting,

That's really not so long.

It's 20 minutes too long.

Time out of our lives.

Good time.

Do you-do you think

They'll be the same,

Look the same?

I think we shall

Recognize them.

We saw them

For so many years.

There they are!

There they are!

Gerald!

Alan!

Kitty!

Alan!

Kitty!

Alan!

It's all right, darling.

We're home.

For 10 whole days.

Look at her, Gerald!

She's really quite pretty!

Gerald!

Alan!

Aunt Sheila!

You're home!

Oh, I'm so glad

To see you again.

And you really are here.

It really is

Aunt Kitty again?

You are prettier,

You know.

They both are!

We'll have to take them

To London

To show them off!

Have you lots to eat,

Aunt Sheila?

We're hungry as bears.

Oh, plenty.

Mmm. Sorry.

There you are.

Thank you.

Now...

That was luncheon.

Now, um...

Can we have dinner

Right away, aunt Sheila?

And a spot of supper

Right after that?

Are you two going to spend

The whole 10 days eating?

We decided on it

Months ago.

Eating, sleeping, bathing.

Eating, sleeping, bathing.

Maybe we could think of some way

Of eating while we're sleeping.

We haven't thought about

This thing enough, Gerald.

Very dull,

Aren't they?

Very dull indeed.

When was the last time

You ate, pig?

From the pure, white hands

Of your cousin,

Lawrence Bidley.

We hadn't seen england for 11

Months, and our first sight of it

Had to be Lawrence Bidley with

A thermos bottle in his hand.

Gerald wanted

To turn back.

Said you meet a better class

Of people in the trenches.

Kitty and I had planned

Some things

We thought

You might like to do.

Had you?

Let's hear them.

First of all,

Lunch at the restons.

And on friday,

The vicar is having

A fete for the red cross.

Well, that

Needn't trouble us.

I'm afraid he hopes

You'll open it.

Did you tell him

I would?

Your mother didn't quite

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