“You think not too, General?” General Macarthur said sharply: “Of course it won’t come. We’re counting on the motorboat to take us off the island. That’s the meaning of the whole business. We’re not going to leave the island… None of us will ever leave … It’s the end, you see—the end of everything….” He hesitated, then he said in a low strange voice: “That’s peace—real peace. To come to the end—not to have to go on … Yes, peace….”
