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And suddenly a great peace came to her. One was not alone in the fight, God was with us: the great Comrade. The evil and the cruelty all round her: she was no longer afraid of it. God was coming. Beyond the menace of the passing day, black with the war’s foul aftermath of evil dreams and hatreds, she saw the breaking of the distant dawn. The devil should not always triumph. God was gathering His labourers. She looked up Phillips at the House, and gave him Greyson’s message. He had just returned from Folkestone, and was worried.!
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“There is an old Hindoo proverb,” he said: “That when a man and woman love they dig a fountain down to God.” She remembered it then. “No,” she answered with a smile. “I shall keep watch. Perhaps I shall be worthy of it by that time.”
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