ought to wait just a few days. Everything is different
now." For the first time she felt that everything
was indeed different in England -- in this new strange
England which was at war. It was odd that Jervis
Blake should have brought that knowledge home to
her.

"Very well," he said slowly. "I'll wait. I can't
wait a whole week, but I'll wait till after Sunday."

"The Robeys are going to the seaside on Monday,
aren't they?" She was speaking now quite composedly,
quite like herself.

"Yes, and they kindly asked me to stay on till
then."

He got up. "Well," he said, looking down at her --
and she couldn't help telling herself what a big, manly
fellow he looked, and what a fine soldier he would
make -- "well, Rose, so it isn't good-bye, after all?"

"No, I'm glad to say it isn't." She gave him a
frank, kindly smile. "Surely you'll stay and have
some tea?"

"No, thank you. Jack Robey is feeling a little
above himself today. You see it's the fourth day
of the holidays. I think I'll just go straight back,
and take him out for a walk. I rather want to think
over things."

As he made his way across the lawn and through
the house, feeling somehow that the whole world had
changed for the better, though he could not have told
you exactly why, Jervis Blake met Mrs. Otway.

"Won't you stay and have some tea?" she asked,
but she said it in a very different voice from that
Rose had used -- Rose had meant what she said.

"Thanks very much, but I've got to get back. I

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