“Yes,” he said. “It’s pleasant. It’s a good place, I think, to wait.” “To wait?” said Vera sharply. “What are you waiting for?” He said gently: “The end. But I think you know that, don’t you? It’s true, isn’t it? We’re all waiting for the end.” She said unsteadily: “What do you mean?” General Macarthur said gravely:
