'I lay there a jolly long time. You see the blessed quarry had got overgrown, and all that sort of thing, and it was a long way from the road. I yelled, and yelled, but no one came. Then I saw that it would be all up with me, if I could make no one hear. That seemed silly.' 'And what did you do?' 'It was a bit of a tussle; you see I'd bruised and sprained myself so badly; but I got out after a bit, and--and--made an old man who was passing down the main road with a horse and cart hear me. The rest was very simple.' 'Did you get any punishment?' 'Oh, no, sir. I have to thank you for that. The statement I made tallied so exactly with yours that I got off all right. Besides, I was jolly shaken up. At the end of a fortnight I was able to get around again. Still, it's worth thinking about.' 'What do you mean?' 'Oh, there's no doubt some one is having his knife into me. Of course I can't help reflecting on what you said. In fact, it was your advice to look out for squalls, that made me a bit prepared when I left you. Would you mind telling me the grounds you had for your suspicions?' 'Go on with your story first. What happened after that?' 'What happened after that!' he cried, 'everything--everything! What happened after that has made a new man of me; life has become new, the world has become new!' 'You are talking riddles. Explain.' 'It's no riddle, sir,--it's a solution of all the riddles. I will tell you. While I was convalescing, I went to a Y.M.C.A. camp. I had never been to one of these places before; I don't know why I went then, except that the time hung a bit heavy on my hands. You see, every man was up to his neck in work, and there was great excitement in making preparations for the push, and I couldn't do anything. Not but what I had always respected the Y.M.C.A.,--what the British Army would have done without it I don't know. In my opinion, that body is doing as much to win the war as the War Office is--perhaps a bit more. They have kept thousands upon thousands of our chaps steady and straight. They have done more to fight the devil than--but there, I'll come to that presently. 'Well, one night I made my way into the Y.M.C.A. hut. At first I did nothing but read the papers, but presently I realized that a service was going on. The hall wasn't full by any means. Before this push it was full every night; but you see the boys were busy. Presently I caught sight of the man who was speaking, and I liked his face. I quickly found out that he was an intelligent man, too, and I went up nearer the platform to hear what he had to say. He was not a chaplain or anything of that sort, he was just one of the Y.M.C.A. workers. Who he was I didn't know then,--I don't now, although I have an idea I shall meet him some day, and I shall thank him as a man was never thanked yet.' 'Why?' I asked.