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WAR She didn't hesitate a minute.

"Yes, Dave," she says, "go," shivering.

But I chimes in:

"Who d'you think is going to take care of her—and the farm? If Jon and me'd known that you were so crazy to go we'd have stayed at home and left you go. Why didn't you speak up sooner? Now you got to stay at home. Evelyn daren't be left alone."

Evelyn thanks me with her frightened eyes, and Dave lets out a great sigh.

"All right, daddy," he says, "all right."

"You'll get over that feeling in your breast. If not before, as soon as the first shell drops behind you. They say that's an awful scare—to be smiling and suddenly have to change your face. Don't try it I'll tell you all about it."

Dave turns away as if he had forgotten Evelyn, and she looks after him as if she didn't know what had come over him.

She seemed, somehow, to have been deserted by all of us!

"Jon," says Evelyn, choking, "I want to talk to you!" 276