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Farrell and Cicely sped homeward through a night that was all but day. Cicely scarcely spoke; she was thinking of Marsworth. Farrell had still in his veins the sweetness of Nelly's presence. But there were other thoughts too in his mind, the natural thoughts of an Englishman at war.
His name seemed to be Captain Marsworth, and he was doing his best with Bridget; but there were great gaps in their conversation, and Bridget resentfully thought him dull.
'No, no, Cicely, I'll take Mrs. Sarratt, said Farrell impatiently. 'I'll send back a car from Ambleside, for you and Marsworth. 'You forget Sir George Whitehead, said Cicely quietly. 'I'll do everything. Sir George Whitehead of the A.M.S.C. was expected at Carton that evening on a visit of inspection to the hospital. Farrell, as Commandant, could not possibly be absent.
She was told that they were officers from a neighbouring camp, including the general commanding the camp. Sir William, said Captain Marsworth, had built the whole camp at his own expense, and on his own land, without waiting for any government contractor. 'I suppose he is so enormously rich he can do anything he wants! said Bridget, her face kindling.
'Just a "cushy" wound, that'll bring him home on a three months' leave, and give her the bore of nursing him. 'Cicely, you are a hard-hearted wretch! said her brother, angrily. 'I think Marsworth and I will go and stroll till the motor is ready. The two men disappeared, and Cicely let herself drop into an arm-chair.
Cicely's talk why did she call Marsworth 'Herbert'? was almost unbearable to her. She knew through every vein that she was going across the Channel to see George die. If only she were in time! if only she might hold him in her arms once more! Would the train never go? Farrell, in spite of snow and storm, pushed his way back to Carton that night.
'She's awfully good to me, said Nelly, with emphasis. 'I used to be so afraid of her. 'What wrought the miracle? But Nelly shook her head, and would not tell. 'I had a letter from Marsworth a week ago, said Farrell reflecting 'asking how and where we all were.
Farrell himself was entirely mystified. 'The only motive I can suggest' he had said to Marsworth 'is that Miss Cookson had an insane dislike of her brother-in-law. But, even so, why did she do it? Why, indeed? Cicely now heard the whole story from her companion; and her shrewd mind very soon began to guess at reasons.
She put the drawing away, and did not seem to care to look at any more. Farrell wished he had left his remark unspoken, and finding that he had somehow extinguished her smiles and her talk, he relieved her of his company, and went away to talk to Sarratt and Captain Marsworth. As soon as tea was over, Nelly beckoned to her husband.
Of all the strings that were pulled, and the exalted persons invoked, in order to place her as quickly as possible by the side of her dying husband, she knew practically nothing. Cicely and Marsworth, with Farrell to help them at the other end of a telegraph wire, did everything. Passports and special permits were available in a minimum of time.
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