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70  [Serving tea.] Tea, Robert?  [Back to fire, taking cup.] Thanks! You would come by way of Geneva and so on to Calais?  Yes, sir.  Then you must have cut across the border of the old battlefields and seen something of the ravages of the war?  [With a momentary flash of her former self.] I did, sir.  All the needless and barbaric waste which our ruthless enemy has left behind him in his retreat!  [With a gasp.] Ah!  Let me see—you would come through the Marne. Did you come through the Marne?  [Confusedly.] Yes—I don't quite know—it may have been in the night, sir. [Rising.] If you will excuse me, Lady Dorothy, I should like to go to my room for a while. I have a little headache