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Updated: June 23, 2025
What else did you expect?" "I'm sure I don't know," said Grannie helplessly. "Go and tell Frances." Louie went. And because she knew that the burden of Morrie would fall again on Frances's husband she was disagreeable with Frances. "It's all very well for you," she said. "You haven't got to live with him. You haven't got to sleep in the room next him. You don't know what it's like."
The door in the garden wall opened and they came out: the four women in black the black they still wore for Michael and the two men. They all walked slowly up the lane. Anthony could see Bartie's shoulders hunched irritably against the rain. He could see Morrie carrying his sodden, quivering body with care and an exaggerated sobriety.
She meant that, through her and Anthony, Morrie should go, and Dorothea, Michael, Nicholas and John should remain. As Frances looked at the four children, her mouth tightened itself so as to undo the ruinous adoration of her eyes.
And in the grown-up Morrie's place, under the shells of Ladysmith, she saw Nicky. For Nicky had declared his intention of going into the Army. "And I'm thinking of Morrie," Dorothy said. "I don't want him to miss it." Frances and Anthony had hung out flags for Mafeking; Dorothy and Nicky, mounted on bicycles, had been careering through the High Street with flags flying from their handlebars.
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