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Book Excerpter than beautiful, perhaps. Her face was lesschildish than when she had gone away; there was, in certain of herexpressions, an almost alarming maturity. But perhaps that wasfatigue."I couldn't have had Castle, mother. I didn't need anything. I'vebeen very happy, really, and very busy.""You have been very vague lately about your work."Lily faced her mother squarely."I didn't think you'd much like having me do it, and I thought itwould drive grandfather crazy.""I thought you were in a canteen.""Not lately. I've been looking after girls who had followed soldiersto camps. Some of them were going to have babies, too. It wasrather awful. We married quite a lot of them, however."The curious reserve that so often exists between mother and daughterheld Grace Cardew dumb. She nodded, but her eyes had slightlyhardened. So this was what war had done to her. She had had no son, and had thanked God for it during the war, although old Anthony hadhated her all her married lifeRead Mor
