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She looked so young and innocent, so round-faced and fresh, after her night's sleep, that the thought sprang up in him again: 'It must have been a dream! She did not move, but a slow flush came up in her cheeks. No dream dream! He said tremulously: "I can't realise. I I hoped I had heard wrong. Didn't I, Nollie? Didn't I?" She just shook her head. "Tell me everything," he said; "for God's sake!"
That morning before she left Kestrel, her aunt had come into her room while she was dressing, taken her left hand and slipped a little gold band on to its third finger. "To please me, Nollie, now that you're going, just for the foolish, who know nothing about you."
And the young man gasped: "She's bet us one of her puppies against one of mine, sir!" Pierson sat down, a little hypnotized by the sleepy strumming, the slow giddy movement of the dancers, and those half-closed swimming eyes of his young daughter, looking at him over her shoulder as she went by. He sat with a smile on his lips. Nollie was growing up!
"Dreams, Nollie, all round him; of the past and the future, of what people are and what he can do with them. I never see him without a skirmish, as you know, and yet I'm fond of him. But I should be twice as fond, and half as likely to skirmish, if he'd drop the habits of authority.
The Church ought to be a forlorn hope, Nollie; then we should believe in it. Instead of that, it's a sort of business that no one can take too seriously. You see, the Church spiritual can't make good in this age has no chance of making good, and so in the main it's given it up for vested interests and social influence. Your father is a symbol of what the Church is not. But what about you, my dear?
"Wrong, Edward. You should take things as they are." With a heavy sigh Pierson answered: "I wish I could see her future. She's so attractive. And her defences are gone. She's lost faith, and belief in all that a good woman should be. The day after she came back she told me she was ashamed of herself. But since she's not given a sign. She's so proud my poor little Nollie.
Still for the Country, and for Nollie, one must put up with it! When Thirza finally saw him into the train, tears stood in the eyes of both, for they were honestly attached, and knew well enough that this job, once taken in hand, would have to be seen through; a three months' separation at least. "I shall write every day." "So shall I, Bob." "You won't fret, old girl?" "Only if you do."
Down here had been wrought this most deplorable miracle, fraught with such dislocation of lives! Noel's face, absorbed and passionate, outside the door of her room on the night when Cyril Morland went away her instinct had been right! "He wants you to go up and stay with him, Bob." "Why not both of us?" "He wants Nollie to come down to me; she's not well." "Not well? What's the matter?"
But he's not being asked to give up the drug habit; only to stop administering drugs to others. Don't worry, Nollie; I don't believe that's ever suited him, it wants a thicker skin than he's got." "But all the people he helps?" "No reason he shouldn't go on helping people, is there?" "But to go on living there, without Mother died there, you know!" George grunted.
And yet how beautiful!... It was quiet to-night; he felt very drowsy.... Did Nollie still think of that young man, or had it passed? She had never confided in him since! After the war, it would be nice to take her to Italy, to all the little towns. They would see the Assisi of St. Francis. The Little Flowers of St. Francis. The Little Flowers!... His hand dropped, the cigarette went out.
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