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they knew her to be forty-three. Besides, the soldiers liked her; and there was little trouble in her wards. The war moved her in simple ways; for she was patriotic in the direct fashion of her class. Her father had been a sailor, her husbands an official and a soldier; the issue for her was uncomplicated by any abstract meditation. The Country before everything! And though she had tended during those two years so many young wrecked bodies, she had taken it as all in the day's work, lavishing her sympathy on the individual, without much general sense of pity and waste. Yes, she had worked really hard, had `done her bit'; but of late she had felt rising within her the old vague craving for `life', for pleasure, for something more than the mere negative admiration bestowed on her by her `Tommies'. Those old letters-to look them through had been a sure sign of this vague craving had sharpened to poignancy the feeling that life was slipping away from her while she was still comely. She had been so long out of England, and so hard-worked since she came back; there were not many threads she could pick up suddenly. Two letters out of that little budget of the past, with a far cry between them, had awakened within her certain sentimental longings.

`DEAR LADY OF THE STARRY FLOWERS,
`Exiturus (sic) te saluto! The tender carries you this message of good-bye. Simply speaking, I hate leaving South Africa. And of all my memories, the last will live the longest. Grape-harvest at Constantia, and you singing: "If I could be the falling dew". If ever you and your husband come to England, do let me know, that I may try and repay a little the happiest five days I've spent out here.
`Your very faithful servant, `JIMMY FORT.'

She remembered a very brown face, a tall slim figure, and something gallant about the whole of him. What was he like after ten years? Grizzled, married, with a large

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