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only grasp the girl's hand, and say: `My dear, that's splendid. There's many a slip-besides, it's war-time.'
With that saying, enigmatic even to herself, she watched the girl moving slowly away; and turned back herself towards her hospital, with a disturbed and compassionate heart.

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But Noel did not go east; she walked down Regent Street. She had received a certain measure of comfort, been steadied by her experienced cousin's vitality, and the new thoughts suggested by those words: `He hasn't quite gone from you, has he?' `Besides, it's war-time.' Leila had spoken freely, too, and the physical ignorance in which the girl had been groping these last weeks was now removed. Like most proud natures, she did not naturally think much about the opinion of other people; besides, she knew nothing of the world, its feelings and judgements. Her nightmare was the thought of her father's horror and grief. She tried to lessen that nightmare by remembering his opposition to her marriage, and the resentment she had felt. He had never realized, never understood, how she and Cyril loved. Now, if she were really going to have a child, it would be Cyril's-Cyril's son-Cyril over again. The instinct stronger than reason, refinement, tradition, upbringing, which had pushed her on in such haste to make sure of union-the irrepressible pulse of life faced with annihilation-seemed to revive within her, and make her terrible secret almost precious. She had read about `War babies' in the papers, read with a dull curiosity; but now the atmosphere, as it were, of those writings was illumined for her. These babies were wrong, were a`problem', and yet, behind all that, she seemed now to know that people were glad of them; they made up, they filled the gaps. Perhaps, when she had one,

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