The only thing that prevented Divisional Rest with Ellwood from being the happiest time in Gaunt’s life was the certainty that it would end, and the knowledge that what would follow would shatter him. Even if they should both, by some miracle, survive the War unharmed, Gaunt didn’t know how he would stand by Ellwood’s side at the altar and watch him marry Maud after these hazy, sunny weeks of kisses and poetry and sex.
