frump, and because I love hunting and dancing, that I don't admire cleverness."
"It's not that at all, Nancy. I know you admire clever people. What I meant was," and he stammered painfully, "that--that it's--a matter of indifference to you whether I, personally, am dull or clever."
"What reason have you for saying that?"
"Hundreds," replied Bob. "That is--you see, you are always laughing at my desire to be 'a fusty bookworm,' as you call it, and--and, well, all that sort of thing."
"Does that prove indifference?" she replied, and Bob thought he noted a tremor in her voice.
"You know it does," he went on, hating himself for talking in such a fashion, and yet unable to control his words. "Only yesterday, when we were talking together at tea, and some one said that I should die an old bachelor, you said that I was far more likely to die an old maid. Then, although you saw you wounded me, you went off with Captain Trevanion."
"Hadn't you, just before, refused to stay the
This book was really interesting and surprised me (in a good way). Unlike a lot of war books, it wasn't all that violent and it wasn't slow paced, either. The only problem I had was that I couldn't really relate to the main character, Bob. He just seemed to be full of himself and not a nice person.
This is one of the few books that have been added to my favorites. It has a good story that keeps you captured from beginning to end. No vulgar language, etc.
It is mainly about a young man named Bob Nancarrow and WW1, I think. The story takes place in England, 1914. Bob, a Quaker, refuses to go to war against Germany, because he would "...basically be a paid murderer." With all his friends mocking him, and his girlfriend threatening to leave, Bob has a hard time deciding whether he should go or not.