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When Barbara confirmed it, she only said: "Poor Eustace!" and at once wrote off to her husband to say that 'Anonyma' was still married, so that the worst fortunately could not happen. Miltoun came in to lunch, but from his face and manner nothing could be guessed. He was a thought more talkative than usual, and spoke of Brabrook's speech some of which he had heard.
He'll look in on you on the way if he can. This new war scare has taken him up. I shan't be in Town myself till Miltoun's election is over. The fact is, I daren't leave him down here alone. He sees his 'Anonyma' every day. That Mr. Courtier, who wrote the book against War rather cool for a man who's been a soldier of fortune, don't you think? is staying at the inn, working for the Radical.
He had never attended a public meeting since he gave up being a Salvationist at the age of ten. "It must be stopped," he said, as he got out of the train. "I'll think of a way in my bath to-morrow." This was always the moment he looked forward to for inspirations. Anonyma was observable as he walked from the station to the inn, craning extravagantly from the sitting-room window.
Anonyma never talked with us, though she occasionally 'Had a Good Talk. She never played, but sometimes suggested 'Having a Good Game. It's different, somehow. You, Older and Wiser without being too old or too wise, might impress Jay a lot, I think, because you don't say overmuch. And I want you to tell her something of what I feel about it too."
Anonyma said: "When I think of those old fairy-like German songs, I feel as if I had lost a bit of my heart and shall never find it again. That is what I regret most about this War. It is bad art." "Art, indeed," said Cousin Gustus. "Why, every time they steal a picture they get an Iron Cross.
It was perhaps good for them to have acquired such a very simple relation by marriage as Anonyma. "About the sea," said Jay, "I'll tell you later." "Well, tell me first why you found home so suddenly unbearable. You've stood it for eighteen years." "I've been a child all through those eighteen years. And to a child just the fact of grown-upness is so admirable. I wonder why.
Anonyma produced a vignette now, in order to show how necessary it was that she should hurry to her yearning flock. "I came into the room of one of my sailors' wives last week, and I found her with a baby sobbing on her breast, and an empty hearth at her feet. I thought of the eternal tragedy of womanhood. I said, 'Will my love help, my dear?" There was a pause, and Cousin Gustus sighed.
"Isn't it terribly slavish, somehow?" said Anonyma. "The sheep never being consulted at all. Bought and sold and smelt and spat upon as if they had no heart beating beneath that wool. No 'Me, as Jay used to say." Mr. Russell heard and remembered. There were few doubts left in him as to the truth of his too-funny miracle.
"Do you know, by the way, that Anonyma always says 'Stay' to a 'bus, if she remembers in time not to say 'Hi, stop, like a common person." She was talking desperately against failure, but it seemed a doomed day, and nothing she could think of seemed worth saying. "I want to talk to you about your House by the Sea," said Mr. Russell. "You know I found it." "Don't tell me any facts," implored Jay.
"I wanted to ask you what you were writing in that notebook?" Anonyma paused for a moment, as she decided what she ought to do. Then she said in a hoarse voice: "I have detailed military information about this coast for twenty miles round in my notebook, with accurate reports as to the depth of the water. If you come to my lodgings in D , I can show you a map that I have made."
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