THE GARDEN REBUILT
I. The sea didn't so much take Arthur Pendelton's leg as give it back to him, folded and useless, in a hospital tent near Ypres. He was twenty-three. He was also, as the discharge papers coldly stated, "no longer of effective military service." Four years ago, he had been a junior editor at The Times, responsible for typesetting the society pages. He liked the rhythm of setting type—letter by...
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