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They neither spoke during the short walk between the two hotels. But at the door she turned and held out her hands to him. “I want you to get used to it,” she said. “It’s part of your work. Put your brain into it, and don’t be afraid.”!
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CHAPTER XII Suddenly the band struck up “God Save the King.” Three commonplace enough young men, seated at a table near to her, laid down their napkins and stood up. Yes, there was something to be said for war, she felt, as she looked at their boyish faces, transfigured. Not for them Business as usual, the Capture of German Trade. Other visions those young eyes were seeing. The little imp within her brain had seized his drum again. “Follow me”—so he seemed to beat—“I teach men courage, duty, the laying down of self. I open the gates of honour. I make heroes out of dust. Isn’t it worth my price?”
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