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“No,” answered Joan. “I’m a Lancashire lass.” She placed the ring on her finger and held out her hand. “I might have been measured for it,” she said. “I wonder how he knew.”!
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Joan felt a flush mount to her face. She had forgotten Hilda for the instant. “Nobody,” answered the child. “I knew.”
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Phillips was still abroad with the Army of Occupation. He had tried to get out of it, but had not succeeded. He held it to be gaoler’s work; and the sight of the starving populace was stirring in him a fierce anger. The striking of the old church clock recalled her to herself. But she had only a few minutes’ walk before her. Mary had given up her Church work. It included the cleaning, and she had found it beyond her failing strength. But she still lived in the tiny cottage behind its long strip of garden. The door yielded to Joan’s touch: it was seldom fast closed. And knowing Mary’s ways, she entered without knocking and pushed it to behind her, leaving it still ajar. “I’m afraid I’m an awful nuisance to you,” he said. “I get these moods at times. You’re not angry with me?”
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