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small dark eyes. This is a peculiar little girl. Nothing can melt her. If you offer her coins or sweets she takes them gloomily and thanklessly. She seems to be full of trouble. She plays only one game, and that seems to have no meaning. She walks up and down dragging after her a peeled branch of silver birch-saying nothing, and never smiling; simply dragging the branch. Her mother says that she is eight years old, and will grow out of it. It is alleged that she takes after her father-a man whom nobody loved, nobody understood, and nobody wanted to understand.
She has one boy-friend. This is Old Charlie.
They have assignations. They meet, by a kind of instinctive arrangement. At about a quarter-past one every afternoon the little girl Tess, or Jess, walks gravely past the Guardroom and walks, as it were accidentally, up and down the road outside the Sergeants' Mess. She is self-possessed, preoccupied and rather sombre. She never ceases to frown-in fact the habit of this facial contortion has already cut two tiny lines between her eyes. She walks swinging her arms, her small fists clenched. At other times she might drag her branch; but never at one-fifteen. She walks up and down. In due course, out of the Officers' Mess where he is employed in some not too laborious capacity, Old Charlie comes striding, dressed all , in blue. The mystery of it is, that in all those years all those years-awful, monotonous years of military service-he has never managed to acquire even two stripes. Lance-Corporals of the Coldstream Guards always wear two stripes: (it looks, somehow, better) old as the hills, he is less than a Lance-Jack. Was he

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