France, and through all the agonising hours of incubation and parturition you have given me your unfailing sympathy, encouragement and help. You have even chastened me (it was a devastating hour !) for my and, I believe, for the books good, and when we discovered that the original form that of intimate personal letters written directly to you did not suit the subject matter, you acquiesced generously in a change, the need for which I, at least, shall ever deplore. And now that the last words have been written and Finis lies upon the page, I know how short it all falls of my ideal and how unworthy it is of your high hope of me. And yet I dare to offer it to you, knowing that what is good in it is yours, deep delver that you are for the gold that lies somewhere in every human heart. Twenty months in the war zone ought, one would imagine, to have provided me with countless hairbreadth escapes, thrills, and perhaps even shockers with which to regale you, but the adventures are all those of other people, an occasional flight to a cellar in a raid being all we could claim of danger.
(Typographical errors above are due to OCR software and don't occur in the book.)
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