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That light sound he made had ended it

She re that hurt her, but as an unpleasant incident of the day, like the rudeness of a stranger, and yet not to be forgotten It had the i, unanswerable

She didn't care She had ended it herself and with so clean a cut that she could afford to let hi to do but keep up his pretence that there had never been sobeen between then

It showed the next day, the terrible Sunday that was ending everything Yesterday he had given orders that Charlotte should drive Sutton while he drove by hied all that Gwinnie was to drive Sutton and Charlotte was to go out alone And he had offered hiave her the measure of his resentment She could see that he coupled her with Sutton while he yet tried to keep the to have more to do with either of them than he could help

So that she had hardly seen or heard of hian she found that she could turn him out of her mind as if he had never been there The intolerable burden of hi she had a sense of cold clearness and lightness; and she judged that her deliverance was co time with her car drawn up close under the house wall in the long street at Melle McClane's car stood in front of her, waiting for John He was up there on the battlefield, with Sutton and McClane McClane had kept him off it all day; he had come to her when they started and told her not to worry Conould be all right He would see that he didn't get into places where he--well, unsuitable places He would keep hiiven in, and John had to take his turn

He had been keen to go Keen She could see hi up the road to the battlefield and McClane with hi to keep up with his tall stride

She had taken her turn too and she knehat it was like up there Endless turnip fields; turnips thrown up as if they had been pulled, livid roots that rotted, and the wounded and the dead ; the turnips rolled and slipped under your feet Seeing things