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He stared coolly and critically. There was the abundant black hair, growing in a widow's peak, turned back from the forehead, with that peculiar ripple over the right ear; there were the grey eyes set a little close together; the short upper lip, resolute chin, and the known poise of the head. There was also the small well cut mouth that had kissed him. HE STARED COOLLY AND CRITICALLY THERE WAS THE ABUNDANT BLACK HAIR GROWING IN A WIDOW'S PEAK TURNED BACK FROM THE FOREHEAD WITH THAT PECULIAR RIPPLE OVER THE RIGHT EAR THERE WITH THE GRAY EYES SET A LITTLE CLOSE TOGETHER THE SHORT UPPER LIP RESOLUTE CHIN AND THE KNOWN POISE OF THE HEAD THERE WAS ALSO THE SMALL WELL CUT MOUTH THAT HAD KISSED HIM
n’t—” “No; it’s nothing. I’m all right, mummy. _Please_ don’t bother.” He did not recognise his own voice, but that was a small matter beside what he was considering. Obviously, most obviously, the whole coincidence was crazy lunacy. He proved it to the satisfaction of Major George Cottar, who was going up to town to-morrow to hear a lecture on the supply of ammunition in the field; and having so proved it, the soul and brain and heart and body of Georgie cried joyously: “That’s the Lily Lock girl—the Lost Continent girl—the Thirty-Mile-Ride girl—the Brushwood girl! _I_ know her!” He waked, stiff and cramped in his chair, to reconsider the situation by sunlight, when it did not appear normal. But a man must eat, and he went to breakfast, his heart between his teeth, holding himself severely in hand. “Late, as usual,” said the mother. “My boy, Miriam.” A tall girl in black raised her eyes to his, and Georgie’s life training deserted him—just as soon as he realised that she did not know. THING HAPPENED DEAR HARPER SAID SHE THOUGHT YOU WEREN'T NO IT'S NOTHING I'M ALL RIGHT MUMMY PLEASE DON'T BOTHER HE DID NOT RECOGNIZE HIS OWN VOICE BUT THAT WAS A SMALL MATTER BESIDE WHAT HE WAS CONSIDERING OBVIOUSLY MOST OBVIOUSLY THE WHOLE COINCIDENCE WAS CRAZY LUNACY HE PROVED IT TO THE SATISFACTION OF MAJOR GEORGE COTER WHO'S GOING UP TO TOWN TO MORROW TO HEAR A LECTURE ON SUPPLY OF AMMUNITION IN THE FIELD AND HAVING SO PROVED IT THE SOUL AND BRAIN AND HEART AND BODY OF GEORGIE CRIED JOYOUSLY THAT'S THE LITTLELOCK GIRL THE LOST CONTINENT GIRL THE THIRTY MILE RIDE GIRL THE BRUSHWOOD GIRL I KNOW HER WAKED STIFF AND CRAMPED IN HIS CHAIR TO CONSIDER THE SITUATION BY SUNLIGHT WHEN IT DID NOT APPEAR NORMAL BUT A MAN MUST EAT AND HE WENT TO BREAKFAST HIS HEART BETWEEN HIS TEETH HOLDING HIMSELF SEVERELY IN HAND LATE AS USUAL SAID HIS MOTHER MY BOY MISS LACEY A TALL GIRL IN BLACK RAISED HER EYES TO HIS AND GEORGIE'S LIFE TRAINING DESERTED HIM JUST AS SOON AS HE REALIZED THAT SHE DID NOT KNOW
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