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with eagerness as they met Dayid's
 "Oh. l am so glad to see you again! I couldn't believe it was you! But, oh, David. poor Nigel!"
 They were in the drawing-room now, and Fisher had taken David s oyercoat.
 There was a little silence.
 "I just couldn't believe it when we heard!" Dora Fisher went on, in a shocked voice. 'One hears of men being killed at the Front every day, 1t seems impossible that anyone we knew could be amongst them. Oh, David, 1t must have been a shock."
 "Yes."
 Something in her almost exag- gerated pity jared on him. He looked relieved when her brother came back to the room.
 'I ought to apologize for such a late visit" David was saying, but there were several matters I wanted to speak to you about"
 He hesitated.
 Dora sprang up from the deep chair where she was sitting; there was a little frown between her eyes.
 You mean that you want me to go away You are horrid, when I haven't seen you for three years! I'll just give you half an hour---no more. And, David, you are going to stay the night, aren't you? It's too late to get down to Red Grange. and I simply won't let you go to hotel"'
 "If I am not in the way" he be- gan diffidently.
 She laughed.
 "We are only too glad to have you."
 She left them, shutting the door after her.
 Fisher was mixing whiskey-and- soda at a side table.
 'It's good to see you, David" he said affectionately 1T only wish it might have been in happier circum- stances. Poor Nigel"
 "I wanted to speak to you about him. Why didn't you tell me he was |
 Fisher flushed a little.
 My dear chap, how could T? Nigel was so anxious to keep it back: seemed to think you'd be annoyed and cut down his allowance"
 Why should I have been an- noyed?"
 Fisher shrugged his shoulders.
 Well, his wife was hardly--you know what I mean"
 David thought Of the woman he had left alone in that empty flat, with the tears still wet on her face.
 Hardly what?" he asked, with .urious infection.
 Fisher looked uncomfort able.
 'Well, it's awkward to explain: but. f you must know, she wasn't the | 'ort of woman Nigel ought to have married. She was a nursery goyer- 1 less, I believe, and she married him l or what he could give her; there's 10 doubt about that. I only saw fer once"
 He pushed . whiskey-and soda lcross to his friend.
 What was she like? Davii asked.
 He took up the glass, holding 1t ! Iuizzically to the light. His man fer was very ouiet--aImost dislnter- sted.
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 Little auburn-haired thing-zone of he dolly sort.
 Auburn.haired?
 "Yes, reddish hair; quite young bout twenty-one, I should say. II lad lunch with them soon after they fere married. She didn't like me. 'h, no, she didn't say SO; but she let ne see it from her manner"
 There was a little silence.
 "of course" David said then, "I nust do something for her. Nigel ad nothing except what I allowed i'm. wanted to ask your advice" Fisher raised his brows
 "She won't be a widow long, from that I saw of her." be said, rather ryly. You needn't be sorry for . CT. David"
 He turned to a paper-strewn desk , corner by the fire. I've a photograph of her some- here. Nigel sent 1t to me when . hey were honeymooning. Care to se it?"
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