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on cosmic matters, she reconfirmed certain cosmic truths, such as that though the whole world was at war, there was such a thing as peace; that though all the sons of mothers were being killed, there remained such a thing as motherhood; that while everybody was living for the future, the present still existed. Her tranquil, tender, matter-of-fact business, and the dew in her eyes, had been proof against twenty-three years of life on a tea-plantation in the hot part of Ceylon; against Bob Pierson; against the anxiety of having two sons at the front, and the confidences of nearly everyone she came across. Nothing disturbed her. She was like a painting of `Goodness' by an Old Master, restored by Kate Greenaway. She never went to meet life, but when it came, made the best of it. This was her secret, and Pierson always felt rested in her presence.
He rose, and moved by her side over the lawn, towards the big tree at the bottom of the garden.
`How d'you think Noel is looking, Edward?'
`Very pretty. That young man, Thirza?'
`Yes; I'm afraid he's over head and ears in love with her.'
At the dismayed sound he uttered, she slipped her soft round arm within his. `He's going to the front soon, poor boy!'
`Have they talked to you?'
`He has. Not Nollie.'
`Nollie is a queer child, Thirza.'
`Nollie is a darling, but rather a desperate character, Edward.'
Pierson sighed.
Under the tree, where the tea-things were set out, the `rather desperate character' was sitting in a. swing. `What a picture she is!' he said, and sighed again.
The voice of his brother came to them, high and steamy, as though corrupted by the climate of Ceylon: `You in

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