Epigraph: Mahony looked up at the familiar constellations and thought of those others, long missed, that he was soon to see again, Over! This page of his history was turned and done with, and he had every reason to feel thankful. For many and many a man, though escaping with his life, had left youth and health and hope on these difficult shores. He had got off scot-free. Still in his prime, his faculties green, his zest for living unimpaired, he was heading for the dear old mother country - for home. -Henry Handel Richardson (1917)
In some way the endless walking, walking, meant England. She was walking her way to England. In three years to the day, less Sunday and Christmas Day and one or two other holidays, she would have walked 2,772 miles and by the time she sailed she would have walked just 3,000 miles. - Christina Stead (1944)