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Ruth's eyes went reluctantly back to the ain Somehow it struck her that they would not have see uniforms, instead of rusty varied civilian clothes They see in review Then suddenly her gaze was riveted upon a single figure, the lastalone, with uplifted head and a look of self-abnegation on his strong young face All at once soh her soul and hold her with a long quiver of pain and she sat looking straight ahead staring with a kind of wild frenzy at John Ca alone at the end of the line
She rerarin on his handso had ever daunted him and no punishment had ever stopped his mischief He never studied his lessons, yet he always seeh, and would soe where others failed But there was always that joke on his lips and that wide delightful grin that irls He had dropped a rose on her desk once as he lounged late and laughing to his seat after recess, apparently unaware that his teacher was calling him to order She could feel the thrill of her little childish heart now as she realized that he had given the rose to her The next term she was sent to a private school and saw nohiotten him; and now and then she had heard little scraps of news about hie He was on the football teauely that his father had died and their e of hiossip about hio ceased to look at her when they happened to pass on the street
He doubtless had forgotten her, or thought she had forgotten hiht even be that he did not wish to presu to have a choice of whom should be her friends But the memory of that rose had never quite faded froh she had been but seven, and always she had looked after him when she chanced to see him on the street with a kind of adht The laugh was gone from his lips and the twinkle froht Chuck Woodcock for tying a string across the sidewalk and tripping up the little girls on the way to school It ca forth now in just such a way to fight the world-foe In a way he was going to fight for her To irls such as she! All the terrible stories of Belgiureat wave of gratitude to this boy friend of her babyhood for going out to defend her!