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"He won't make shells for the Allies
and so he's given up his position. All right. That's bad, but he's
a good workman. He'll not have any trouble getting another job. Now,
why are you crying?"
"I didn't think you'd want me to stay on."
Putting her fear into words brought back her long hours of terror.
She collapsed into the chair again and fell to unquiet sobbing.
Graham was disturbed.
"You're a queer girl," he said. "Why should that lose me my most
valued assistant?"
When she made no reply he got up and going over to her put a hand
on her shoulder. "Tell me that," he said.
He looked down at her. The hair grew very soft and blonde at the
nape of her neck, and he ran a finger lightly across it. "Tell me
that."
"I was afraid it would."
"And, even if it had, which you are a goose for thinking, you're
just as good in your line as your father is in his. I've been
expecting any time to hear of your leaving me for a handsomer man!"
He had been what he would have termed jollying her back to normality
again.


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