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Saint's Progress

`He wants you to go up and stay with him, Bob.'
`Why not both of us?'
`He wants Nollie to come down to me; she's not well.'
`Not well? What's the matter?'
To tell him secmed disloyalty to her sex; not to tell him disloyalty to her husband. A simple consideration of fact and not of principle, decided her. He would certainly say in a moment: `H; re! Pitch it over!' and she would have to. She said tranquilly: `You remember that night when Cyril Morland went away, and Noel behaved so strangely. Well, my dear, she is going to have a child at the beginning of April. The poor boy is dead, Bob-he died for the Country.'
She saw the red tide flov;- up into his face.
'What!'
'Poor Edward is dreadfully upset. We must do what we can. I blame mysel£' By instinct she used those words.
`Blame yourself? Stuff! That young ...!' He stopped.
Thirza said quietly: `No, Bob; of the two, I'm sure it was Noel; she -,vas desperate that day. Don't you remembe:her face? Oh! this war! It's turned the whole world upsidedown. That's the only comfort; nothing's normal.'
Bob Pierson possessed beyond most men the secret of happiness, for he was always absorbed in the moment, to the point of unselfconsciousness. Eating an egg, cutting down a tree, sitting on a Tribunal, making up his accounts, planting potatoes, looking at the moon, riding his cob, reading the Lessons-no part of him stood aside to see how he was doing it, or wonder why he was doing it, or not doing it better. He grew like a cork tree, and acted like a sturdy and well-natured dog. His griefs, angers, and enjoyments were simple as a child's, or as his somewhat noisy slumbers. They were notably well-suited, for Thirza had the same secret of happiness, though her absorption in the moment did not-as became a woman-prevent her being conscious of others; indeed, such formed the chief subject of her

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