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hO IT SO do oOCu yOu hhCs Georgie said She was feeling very miserable: it was bad enough to be unhappy herself. but to know that someone else was unhappy on her account made things a thousand times harder. especially someone who had been a kind friend.
 They said goodnight to their host ess. Georgie pleading headache.
 q haven't really got one,' she told Clifford as they went out to his car. 'But it seemed unkind to leave without some real reason"
 "She probably thinks that it was just an excuse to get away with me-" he answered unkindly.
 "I don't mind what she thinks" Georgie said serenely.
 They drove away in silence. It was a cold clear night with pale moon which looked as if someone had unkindiy given 1t a punch on the cheek. Georgie looked at it and remembered that the same moon was shining down on Germany. and on the hospital where Nicholas Boyd lay. Was he in much pain?
 She clasped her hands closely together. telling herself that she ought to be there with him. What was it he had once said to her7 Someone who, perhaps quite un. Intentionally, lays a gentle hand On your soul" ff
 The memory of those words was like something warm wrapped around her. and for moment she closed her eyes.
 Clifford spoke suddenly.
 "I suppose I shan't be seeing you again." "Oh, why not?"
 "You don't want me-" Georgie wished she could say ives do" and really mean 1t. It would be wonderful if she could return this mans love, to want him and to have him for her own, but she knew it was not possible.
 Cant we still be friends?" she pleaded.
 He laughed mirthlessly. "All girls say that when they turn a chap down." He pulled the car, about into a garage.
 i've got to get some gasoline" He left her, banging the door be- hind him as he got out.
 It made Georgie remember Ed ward Bancroft; he was so fond of banging doors. and he banged them so eloquently. She smiled faintly, looking back. wards at her life with him. Would she ever go back to 1t? And if so, would she mind very | much?
 Clifford was talking to the garage man; she watched him with far away eyes.
 He was good to look at, strong, reliable; surely some day he would meet a girl who would care for him as he deserved?
 Just now he looked unhappy. There was frowning line of pain between his kind eyes. line which she had unwittingly brought there.
 She looked away from him with a conscience-stricken feeling. THE street seemed very deserted; a dog rummaged about in the opposite gutter for bone. and a woman had just come out of little shop where tobacco and newspapers and sweets were sold. and was standing looking up at the moon. Georgie wondered if her thoughts | were sad too; if somewhere in the world there was somebody she would like to have been with and was dot allowed to by Life, or Fate, or whatever power 1t was that or. dained things.
 The little shop looked peaceful enough with it's drawn blinds and dim light shining through the crack, and yet it was impossible to tell what sorrow and tragedy lived be- hind it's walls.
 She was in a mood to notice de- tails. Idly she picked up a scrap of paper lying on the seat beside her: a torn fragment from what was probably the afternoon paper. 1 She looked at it with vague inter. est, then suddenly she caught her breath with sharp sound of pain. Clifford glanced at her as he re- turned to the car. e9F sa
 s"What's the matter?" he asked, struck by the intensity of her gaze. Georgie did not answer him. She felt as if the world and ali solid things had fioated awayd from her, leaving her giddy and agonized. with only the words she had read On the scrap Of paper biazoned before her in letters of fire. ae1 ses,
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