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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Dangerous Days"

Overnursed it, she insisted. They were rather
gay, indeed, and the danger-point passed by safely. There was so
much to discuss, she pretended. The President's unfortunate phrase
of "peace without victory"; the deportation of the Belgians, the
recent leak in Washington to certain stock-brokers, and more and
more imminent, the possibility of a state of war being recognized
by the government.
"If it comes," she said, gayly, "I shall go, of course. I shall go
to France and sing them into battle. My shorthand looks like a music
score, as it is. What will you do?"
"I can't let you outshine me," he said. "And I don't want to think
of your going over there without me. My dear! My dear!"
She ignored that, and gave him his tea, gravely.


CHAPTER XXVIII
When Natalie roused from her nap that Sunday afternoon, it was to
find Marion gone, and Graham waiting for her in her boudoir.
Through the open door she could see him pacing back and forward and
something in his face made her vaguely uneasy.


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