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done. She did not even think what she would say when she got in. She came to the avenue, and passed up it still in a sort of dream. Her uncle was standing before the porch; she could hear his mutterings. She moved out of the shadow of the trees, went straight up to him, and, looking in his perturbed face, said calmly: `Cyril asked me to say good-bye to you all, Uncle. Good night!'
'But, I say, Nollie-look here-you ... !'
She had passed on. She went up to her room. There, by the door, her aunt was standing, and would have kissed her. She drew back.
`No, Auntie. Not to-night 1' And, slipping by, she locked her door.
Bob and Thirza Pierson, meeting in their own room, looked at each other askance. Relief at their niece's safe return was confused by other emotions. Bob Pierson expressed his first: `Phewl I was beginning to think we should have to drag the river. What girls are coming to!V
'It's the war, Bob.'
`I didn't like her face, old girl. I don't know what it was, but I didn't like her face.'
Neither did Thirza, but she vvould not admit it, and encourage Bob to take it to heart. He took things so hardly, and with such a noise!
She only said: `Poor young thingsl I suppose it will be a relief to Edward!'
`I love Nollie!' said Bob Pierson suddenly. `She's an affectionate creature. D-n it, I'm sorry about this. It's not so bad for young Morland; he's got the excitement-though I shouldn't like to be leaving Nollie, if I were young again. Thank God, neither of our boys are engaged. By George! when I think of them out there, and myself here, I feel as if the top of my head would come off. And those politician chaps spouting away in every country-how they can have the cheek!'

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