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March 31. (Easter Sunday.} Out all the afternoon
with the Doc. Rain came on and blotted the land-
scape. (We were on a hill from which the Mountains
of Moab are visible on a clear day—rather like a herd
of elephants., they look.)

In a ruined tower in a vineyard we smoked our
pipes by a blazing fire of dry olive branches. He
makes most of the other officers seem purblind, men-
tally. Says very little about them, and regards them
with tolerant and good-humoured detachment. He
spotted at once what a good chap Marshall is; but
Marshall is being transferred to another Battalion
with which he has some previous connection. He will
probably be happier there; but I shall miss him.

When I'm alone in the tent I feel a bit heavy-
hearted about the news from France, which gets more
ominous every clay though no one else seems to be
worrying much. I read War and Peace of an evening;
a grand and consoling book—a huge panorama of
life and sufleri ug humankind which makes the present
troubles easier to endure and the loneliness of death a
little thing. 1 keep my books in a Turkish bomb-box
which my servant found for me. It just holds them
nicely and the transport officer will be told that it
contains "messing utensils". I should be in the soup
without something to read!

April 9- 9 a.m. Alone with my notebook on a thyme-
scented' terrace close to the camp, with the sun warm-
ine my face and large white clouds moving slowly
across the blue. Bees and flies drone peacefully about
the grey rocks; butterflies ramble and settle on thick
white clover where a few late scarlet anemones still
make a spot of colour. People tell me that the climate
of Tudca gets bad later on, but itislike Paradise now.
A little way off an Orphean Warbler sings dehght-

73*