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She called "Joey!" and gave him her clubs.
"Joey wants to be a soldier," she observed.
"So he says."
"I want to be a soldier, too, Clay. A good soldier."
He suspected that she was rather close to unusual tears.
As they approached the clubhouse they saw Graham and Marion Hayden
standing outside. Graham was absently dropping balls and swinging
at them. It was too late when Clayton saw the danger and shouted
sharply.
A ball caught the caddie on the side of the head and he dropped like
a shot.
All through that night Clayton and Audrey Valentine sat by the boy's
white bed in the hospital. Clayton knew Graham was waiting outside,
but he did not go out to speak to him. He was afraid of himself,
afraid in his anger that he would widen the breach between them.
Early in the evening Natalie had come, in a great evening-coat that
looked queerly out of place, but she had come, he knew, not through
sympathy for the thin little figure on the bed, but as he had known
she would come, to plead for Graham.


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