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He met Joan, radiant, a morning or two later. The English Government had resigned and preparations for a general election were already on foot. “What are you making?” asked Joan.!
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She hurried onward with bent head, trying to escape them. She felt so small, so helpless. Almost she cried out in her despair. “Dear lad,” said her father, “he would take the most dangerous work that he could find. But I wish he hadn’t been quite so impulsive. He could have been of more use helping me with this War Office contract. I suppose he never got my letter, telling him about it.”
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She made her “good-night” extra affectionate, hoping to disguise her impatience. She wanted to get up to her own room. Space did not allow of any separation; broken Frenchmen and broken Germans would often lie side by side. Joan would wonder, with a grim smile to herself, what the patriotic Press of the different countries would have thought had they been there to have overheard the conversations. Neither France nor Germany appeared to be the enemy, but a thing called “They,” a mysterious power that worked its will upon them both from a place they always spoke of as “Back there.” One day the talk fell on courage. A young French soldier was holding forth when Joan entered the hut. “Yes,” said Joan. “We are founding the League of Youth. You’ve got to be in it. We are going to establish branches all round the world.”
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