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 give in to me to-night he never shall see Michael again Ah, but I got him Tietjens had his eyes closed, round each of his high-coloured nostrils a crescent of whiteness was beginning. And increasing She felt a sudden alarm and held the edge of the table with her extended arm to steady herself Men went white at the nose like that when they were going to faint She did not want him to faint But he had noticed the word Paddington Ninety-eight days before She had counted every day since She had got that much information She had said Paddington outside the house at dawn and he had taken it as a farewell. He had He had imagined himself free to do what he liked with the girl Well, he wasn't That was why he was white about the gills

Cowley exclaimed loudly:

"Paddington It isn't from there that back-from-leave trains go. Not for the front: the B.E.F Not from Paddington The Glamorganshires go from there to the depot And the Liverpools They've got a depot at Birkenhead Or is that the Cheshires? He asked of Tietjens: "Is it the Liverpools or the Cheshires that have a depot at Birkenhead, sir You remember we recruited a draft from there when we were at Penhally At any rate, you go to Birkenhead from Paddington I was never there myself They say it's a nice place

Sylvia said—she did not want to say it:

"It's quite a nice place but I should not think of staying there for ever

Tietjens said:

"The Cheshires have a training camp—not a depot