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They might have gone, of course, in any direction, but chose to make for the City. Such deep decisions are subconscious. They sought, no doubt, a dry, unemotional region; or perhaps one where George, who was in uniform, might rest his arm from the automatic-toy game which the military play. They had reached Cheapside before he was conscious to the full of the bizarre nature of this walk with his pretty young sister-in-law among all the bustling, black-coated mob of money-makers. `I wish the devil we hadn't come out!' he thought; `it would have been easier indoors, after all.'
He cleared his throat, however, and squeezing her arm gently, began: `Gratian's told me, Nollie. The great thing is to keep your spirit up, and not worry.'
`I suppose you couldn't cure me.'
The words, in that delicate spurning voice, absolutely staggered George; but he said quickly: `Out of the question, Nollie; impossiblel What are you thinking of?,
'Daddy.'
The words: `D-n Daddy!' rose to his teeth; he bit them off, and said: `Bless himl We shall have to see to all that. Do you really want to keep it from him? It must be one way or the other; no use concealing it, if it's to come out later.'
`No.'
He stole a look at her. She was gazing straight before her. How damnably young she was, how pretty! A lump came up in his throat.
`I shouldn't do anything yet,' he said; `too early. Later on, if you'd like me to tell him. But that's entirely up to you, my dear; he need never know.'
`No.'
He could not follow her thought Then she said: `Gratian condemns Cyril. Don't let her. I won't have him badly

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