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I'll call her while we feel strong. She hesitated, but yielded at last, and Nurse accepted the offerings with a smile. 'You'll be all right, she said to Miss Henschil. 'But if I were you' to Conroy 'I'd take strong exercise. When they reached their destination Conroy set himself to obey Nurse Blaber.
What can I do? I can't send for him in this way when I'm a married woman! She pointed like an infant. 'I'd come, of course, Conroy answered. 'But, seriously, that is a consideration. They looked at each other, alarmed and anxious, and then toward Nurse Blaber, who closed her book, marked the place, and turned to face them. 'Have you ever talked to your mother as you have to me? she said. 'No.
'It's all right, said Conroy, stooping under the lamp, Bradshaw in hand. 'Quick, then, said Nurse Blaber. 'We've passed Gillingham quite a while. You'd better take some of our sandwiches. She went out to get them. Conroy and Miss Henschil would have danced, but there is no room for giants in a South-Western compartment. 'Good-bye, good luck, lad. Eh, but you've changed already like me.
'By Jove! he said, halting at the doorway, 'I hadn't realised how beautiful you were! 'The same to you, lad. Sit down. I could eat a horse. 'I shouldn't, said the maid quietly. 'The less you eat the better. She was a small, freckled woman, with light fluffy hair and pale-blue eyes that looked through all veils. 'This is Miss Blaber, said Miss Henschil.
He had visited his mother, too, in Hereford, and he talked something of her and of the home-life, which his body, cut out of all clean life for five years, innocently and deeply enjoyed. Nurse Blaber was a little interested in Conroy's mother, but, as a rule, she smoked her cigarette and read her paper-backed novels in her own compartment.
The telegram handed in at Hereford at 12.46 and delivered to Miss Henschil on the beach of a certain village at 2.7 ran thus: "Absolutely confirmed. She says she remembers hearing noise of accident in engine-room returning from India eighty-five." 'He means the year, not the thermometer, said Nurse Blaber, throwing pebbles at the cold sea. "And two men scalded thus explaining my hoots."
Nurse Blaber purred audibly. "She says only remembers being upset minute or two. Unspeakable relief. Best love Nursey, who is jewel. Get out of her what she would like best." Oh, I oughtn't to have read that, said Miss Henschil. 'It doesn't matter. I don't want anything, said Nurse Blaber, 'and if I did I shouldn't get it.
There! Nurse Blaber slapped her knee with her little hand triumphantly. 'Would that account for it? Miss Henschil shook from head to foot. 'Absolutely. I don't care who you ask! You never imagined the thing. It was laid on you. It happened on earth to you! Quick, Mr. Conroy, she's too heavy for me! I'll get the flask.
'You don't know your strength. Finish the brandy and water. It's perfectly reasonable, and I'll lay long odds Mr. Conroy's case is something of the same. I've been thinking 'I wonder said Conroy, and pushed the girl back as she swayed again. Nurse Blaber smoothed her pale hair. 'Yes. Your trouble, or something like it, happened somewhere on earth or sea to the mother who bore you.
When Nurse Blaber came back after the parting at Templecombe her nose and her eyelids were red, but, for all that, her face reflected a great light even while she sniffed over The Cloister and the Hearth. Miss Henschil, deep in a house furnisher's catalogue, did not speak for twenty minutes.
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