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hwpThe island of Cyprus, madam.
World famous for beauty and long, tragic history.
Been conquered many times.
Conquered by Phoenicians, Assyrians, Persians, Macedonians.
Also conquered by Greeks, Romans, Byzantines, Turks.
Purchased from Turkey by your esteemed self, the British Empire.
All Cyprus most fond of the British.
Im an American.
Fond of Americans also. We Cypriots are fond of everybody.
Shall we go through the castle now?
No, Ive changed my mind.
Then maybe the Tower of Othello at the harbor of Famagusta.
-Its included in the tour. -All right.
Whats the matter here?
Prison ship has arrived full of Jews for the camps, madam.
-What camps? -Detention camps out at Karaolos.
You see, the Jews, they charter a ship from Europe to get to Palestine.
Then the British catch the ship and send the whole bunch here.
The Arabs dont want them in Palestine. The British dont want them here, either.
-But they got them. -Stop!
Get him!
Maybe you can back up and drive me to this address.
House of the British Commander.
Now, then.
-Get his feet. -Right.
Up.
Mrs. Fremont?
The Generals expecting you in the garden.
How do you do, Mrs. Fremont?
Im very glad to see you.
Please sit down.
Found that here in the garden.
From the color, Id say it belongs to the Byzantine period.
The Byzantines occupied Cyprus for centuries.
Gives one an idea how temporary our claims to the worlds real estate are.
Im ashamed to say I really dont know anything about archeology.
Few people do.
Didnt you once publish something about the Roman ruins in Cheltenham?
A very obscure something. How did you know?
Tom mentioned it in one of his letters. He was very proud of your friendship.
As I was of his.
Will you have tea, or something livelier?
Something livelier, please.
-Is that ice I see? -Surprised?
Tom got me into the habit.
Now I use ice in practically everything.
There we are.
May we drink to Tom?
Of course.
Im extremely sorry circumstances compelled us to bury him in the field.
Even sorrier I was transferred from Palestine...
...before I got the chance to see you.
It wasnt your fault. It took me almost a week to arrange passage.
But your letter was waiting there for me, and Toms things.
I really shouldnt have let him go with us.
It was only a border affair.
One of the Jewish undergrounds had blown up half a dozen bridges.
It really wasnt important enough to lose ones life for.
Is anything?
In my opinion, yes.
Ive known many soldiers, Mrs. Fremont, and war correspondents...
...and news photographers, such as your husband.
But I think perhaps Tom was the bravest man Ive ever met.
We have a saying in Indiana:
"The braver the bird, the fatter the cat."
Perhaps.
Do you recognize this photograph, General?
Of course. It was his last.
Do you remember how Tom got that shot?
We were together.
I must confess, my eyes werent on him when he snapped the shutter.
The aircraft came in low. We were both in the truck.
I jumped down on one side to take cover, and Tom jumped down on the other side.
Tom couldnt have taken cover and photographed the plane as he did.
I dare say youre right. He had a strong sense of duty.
He also had a strong sense of death.
I felt I had to confirm what I suspected about the last photograph.
Im very grateful to you.
Thats over a year ago. How have you been occupying yourself?
-After I lost the child I was- -The child?
Didnt Tom tell you we had a child on the way?
Men like Tom are often quite reticent about things that are nearest to their hearts.
I understand.
It was quite late in my pregnancy when Tom was killed.
Apparently the Palestine trip was too much.
I lost the baby in the hospital at Jerusalem.
And then I went back to my old profession of nursing.
Ive just completed my tour of duty with the US Public Health Service in Greece.
Very good. What are your plans for the future?
I havent quite decided yet. I may travel a while before I go home.
I have passage booked on a freighter that sails next week to Istanbul.
From there I may go to India.
Ive always wanted to see the Vale of Kashmir.
Its probably the most beautiful spot on earth.
Mrs. Fremont, may I introduce Maj. Caldwell?
-How do you do? -How do you do?
-Have a drink. -Thank you. Id love one.
-How did your disembarkation go? -Smoothly.
Were really up to our neck in Jews, sir.
Karaolos bursting at the seams and more to come.
I still say we should send them back where they came from.
Two loads were shipped out of Haifa bound for Hamburg.
I dont see why we cant do the same thing.
I shouldnt like to have a hand in sending a Jew back to Germany.
Squeeze them in as best as you can.
Theyre squeezed in. Short of bed space, supplies...
...short of nurses, short of temper, short of everything.
Mrs. Fremonts a nurse.
Why dont you lend a hand at Karaolos?
No, General. Im afraid I couldnt.
Ive really been quite tired lately.
And I dont know anything about them.
About the Jews?
I feel strange among them.
In what way?
Now that you mention it, I cant think.
Its just a feeling I get.
