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Rh I wanted to be a good, true, loyal daughter of England. God knows I did. But they wouldn't let me. First father, then Otto, now myself— [Vehemently.] Very well, if they hate me, I hate them—why shouldn't I?  Don't say that, Margaret. People can't go on hating each other for ever. The war will come to an end soon, and then all this bitterness will be over.  Never! It will never be over, auntie.  It will—I'm sure it will. And, meantime, if you cannot find a situation there is always a home for you here, as long as the doctor and I have a roof to cover us.  But how long will that be, auntie? Uncle's pupils are leaving him, aren't they?  That's true. But there's his professorship, you know. Your uncle's position at the College is so secure. They worship him there, Margaret.  [Wearily.] Ah, well——  Besides, there's Fritz. It's easy to see your cousin is fond of you, and if you would only consent