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I was goin' in the water, but I didn't like the look of it, and now I never will.'
That `Now I never will' moved Noel terribly. She slid her arm along the back of the bench and clasped the skinniest of shoulders.
`Don't cry!'
`It was my first. I'm thirty-eight. I'll never have another. Oh! Why didn't I go in the water?'
The face puckered again, and the squeezed-out tears ran down. `Of course she must cry,' thought Noel; `cry and cry till it feels better.' And she stroked the shoulder of the little woman, whose emotion was disengaging the scent of old clothes.
`The father of my baby was killed in France, too,' she
said at last. The little sad grey eyes looked curiously round. `Was 'e? 'Ave you got your baby still?' `Yes, oh, yes!'
`I'm glad of that. It 'urts so bad, it does. I'd rather lose me 'usband than me baby, any day.' The sun was shining now on a cheek of that terribly patient face; its brightness seemed cruel perching there.
`Can I do anything to help you?' Noel murmured.
`No, thank you, miss. I'm goin' 'ome now. I don't live far. Thank you kindly.' And raising her eyes for one more of those half-bewildered looks, she moved away along the Embankment wall. When she was out of sight, Noel walked back to the station. The train was in, and she took her seat. She had three fellow-passengers, all in khaki; very silent and moody, as men are when they have to get up early. One was tall, dark, and perhaps thirty-five; the second small, and about fifty, with cropped, scanty grey hair; the third was of medium height and quite sixty-five, with a long row of little coloured patches on his tunic, and a bald, narrow, well-shaped head, grey hair brushed back at the sides, and the thin, collected features and drooping

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