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morning I could not stand him; we dug him out and buried him, and filled the hole up with other things. But there I stood in the night, and my face as close to his as this'-and he held his thick hand a foot before his face. `We talked of our homes; he had a soul, that man. Il me disait des choses, how he had suffered; and I, too, told him my sufferings. Dear God, we know all; we shall never know more than we know out there, we others, for we are mad-nothing to speak of, but just a little, little mad. When you see us, mademoiselle, walking the streets, remember that.' And he dropped his face on to his fists again.
A silence had fallen in the room-very queer and complete. The little girl nursed her doll, the soldier gazed at the floor, the woman's mouth moved stealthily, and in Noel the thought rushed continually to the verge of action: `Couldn't I get up and run downstairs?' But she sat on, hypnotized by that silence, till Lavendie reappeared with a bottle and four glasses.
`To drink our health, and wish us luck, mademoiselle,' he said.
Noel raised the glass he had given her. `I wish you all happiness.'
`And you, mademoiselle,' the two men murmured.
She drank a little and rose.
`And now, mademoiselle,' said Lavendie, `if you must go, I will see you home.'
Noel took Madame Lavendie's hand; it was cold, and returned no pressure; her eyes had the glazed look that she remembered. The soldier had put his empty glass down on the floor, and was regarding it unconscious of her. Noel turned quickly to the door; the last thing she saw was the little girl nursing her doll.
In the street the painter began at once in his rapid French: `I ought not to have asked you to come, mademoiselle; I did not know our friend Barra was there. Be

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