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Sara Lee； if you'll have me。〃 He bent down and put his cheek against hers。
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〃If you'll only marry me； dear。〃
A woman has a way of thinking most clearly and lucidly when the man
has stopped thinking。 With his arms about her Harvey could only feel。 He
was trembling。 As for Sara Lee； instantly two pictures f1ashed through her
mind； each distinct； each clear； almost photographic。 One was of Anna； in
her tiny house down the street； dragged with a nursing baby。 The other was
that one from a magazine of a boy dying on a battlefield and crying
〃Mother！〃
Two sorts of maternity … one quiet； peaceful； not always beautiful； but
the thing by which and to which she had been reared； the other vicarious；
of all the world。
〃Don't you love me … that way？〃 he said； his cheek still against hers。
〃I don't know。〃
〃You don't know！〃
It was then that he straightened away from her and looked without
seeing at the blur of light which was the phonograph。 Sara Lee； glancing
up； saw him then as he was in the photograph； face set and head thrust
forward； and that clean…cut drive of jaw and backward flow of heavy hair
that marked him all man； and virile man。
She slipped her hand into his。
〃I do love you； Harvey；〃 she said； and went into his arms with the
complete surrender of a child。
He was outrageously happy。 He sat on the arm of Uncle James' chair
where she was almost swallowed up； and with his face against hers he
made his simple plans。 Now and then he kissed the little hollow under her
ear； and because he knew nothing of the abandon of a woman in a great
passion he missed nothing in her attitude。 Into her silence and passivity he
read the reflection of his own adoring love and thought it hers。
To be fair to Sara Lee； she imagined that her content in Harvey's
devotion was something mote； as much more as was necessary。 For in Sara
Lee's experience marriage was a thing compounded of affection； habit；
small differences and a home。 Of passion； that passion which later she was
to meet and suffer from； the terrible love that hurts and agonizes； she had
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never even dreamed。
Great days were before Sara Lee。 She sat by the fire and knitted； and
behind the back drop on the great stage of the world was preparing；
unsuspected； the mise en scene。
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CHAPTER II
About the middle of January Mabel Andrews A wrote to Sara Lee
from France； where she was already installed in a hospital at Calais。
The evening before the letter came Harvey had brought round the
engagement ring。 He had made a little money in war stocks； and into the
ring he had put every dollar of his profits … and a great love； and gentleness；
and hopes which he did not formulate even to himself。
It was a solitaire diamond； conventionally set； and larger； far larger；
than the modest little stone on which Harvey had been casting anxious
glances for months。
〃Do you like it； honey？〃 he asked anxiously。
Sara Lee looked at it on her finger。
〃It is lovely！ It … it's terrible！〃 said poor Sara Lee； and cried on his
shoulder。
Harvey was not subtle。 He had never even heard of Mabel Andrews；
and he had a tendency to restrict his war reading to the quarter column in
the morning paper entitled 〃Salient Points of the Day's War News。〃
What could he know； for instance； of wounded men who were hungry？
Which is what Mabel wrote about。
〃You said you could cook；〃 she had written。 〃Well； we need cooks； and
something to cook。 Sometime they'll have it all fixed； no doubt； but just
now it's awful； Sara Lee。 The British have money and food； plenty of it。
But here … yesterday I cut the clothes off a wounded Belgian boy。 He had
been forty…eight hours on a railway siding； without even soup or coffee。〃
It was early in the war then； and between Ypres and the sea stretched a
long thin line of Belgian trenches。 A frantic Belgian Government； thrust
out of its own land； was facing the problem； with scant funds and with no
materiel of any sort； for feeding that desolate little army。 France had her
own problems … her army； non…productive industrially； and the great and
constantly growing British forces quartered there； paying for what they got；
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occupied Belgium。 What it does not know and may never know is of the
struggle during those early days to feed the heroic Belgian Army in their
wet and almost untenable trenches。
Hospital trains they could improvise out of what rolling stock
remained to them。 Money could be borrowed； and was。 But food？
Clothing？ Ammunition？ In his little villa on the seacoast the Belgian King
knew that his soldiers were hungry； and paced the floor of his tiny living…
room； and over in an American city whose skyline was as pointed with
furnace turrets as Constantinople's is with mosques； over there Sara Lee
heard that call of hunger； and … put on her engagement ring。
Later on that evening； with Harvey's wide cheerful face turned
adoringly to her； Sara Lee formulated a question：
〃Don't you sometimes feel as though you'd like to go to France and
fight？〃
〃What for？〃
〃Well； they need men； don't they？〃
〃I guess they don't need me； honey。 I'd be the dickens of a lot of use！
Never fired a gun in my life。〃
〃You could learn。 It isn't hard。〃
Harvey sat upright and stared at her。
〃Oh； if you want me to go …〃 he said； and waited。
Sara Lee twisted her ring on her finger。
〃Nobody wants anybody to go；〃 she said not very elegantly。 〃I'd just …
I'd rather like to think you wanted to go。〃
That was almost too subtle for Harvey。 Something about him was
rather reminiscent of Uncle James on mornings when he was determined
not to go to church。
〃It's not our fight；〃 he said。 〃And as far as that goes； I'm not so sure
there isn't right on both sides。 Or wrong。 Most likely wrong。 I'd look fine
going over there to help the Allies； and then making up my mind it was the
British who'd spilled the beans。 Now let's talk about something interesting
… for instance； how much we love each other。〃
It was always 〃we〃 with Harvey。 In his simple creed if a girl accepted
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a man and let him kiss her and wore his ring it was a reciprocal love affair。
It never occurred to him that sometimes as the evening dragged toward a
close Sara Lee was just a bit weary of his arms； and that she sought； after
he had gone； the haven of her little white room； and closed the door； and
had to look rather a long time at his photograph before she was in a
properly loving mood again。
But that night after his prolonged leave…taking Sara Lee went upstairs
to her room and faced the situation。
She was going to marry Harvey。 She was committed to that。 And she
loved him； not as he cared； perhaps； but he was a very definite part of her
life。 Once or twice when he had been detained by business she had missed
him； had put in a lonely and most unhappy evening。
Sara Lee had known comparatively few men。 In that small and simple
circle of hers； with its tennis court in a vacant lot； its one or two
inexpensive cars； its picnics and porch parties； there was none of the usual
give and take of more sophisticated circles。 Boys and girls paired off
rather early； and remained paired by tacit agreement； there was
comparatively little shifting。 There were few free lances among the men；
and none among the girls。 When she was seventeen Harvey had made it
known unmistakably that Sara Lee was his； and no trespassing。 And for
two years he had without intentional selfishness kept Sara Lee for himself。
That was how matters stood that January night when Sara Lee went
upstairs after Harvey had gone and read Mabel's letter； with Harvey's
photograph turned to the wall。 Under her calm exterior a little flame of
rebellion was burning in her。 Harvey's perpetual 〃we；〃 his attitude toward
the war； and Mabel's letter； with what it opened before her； had set the
match to something in Sara Lee she did not recognize … a strain of the
adventurer； a throw…back to some wandering ancestor perhaps。 But more
than anything it had set fire to the something maternal that is in all good
women。
Yet； had Aunt Harriet not come in just then； the flame might have died。
And had it died a certain small page of the history of this war would never
have been written。
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Aunt Harriet came in hesitatingly。 She wore a black wrapper； and her
face； with her hair drawn back for the night； looked tight and old。
Harvey gone？ 〃 she asked。 〃 Yes。〃
〃I thought I'd better come in。 There's something … I can tell you in the
morning if you're tired。〃
〃I'm not tired；〃 said Sara Lee。
Aunt Harriet sat down miserably on a chair。
〃I've had a letter from Jennie；〃 she stated。 〃The girl's gone； and the
children have whooping cough。 She'd like me to come right away。〃
〃To do the maid's work！〃 said Sara Lee indig nantly。 〃You mustn't do it；
that's all！ She can get somebody。〃
But Aunt Harriet was firm。 She was not a fair…weather friend； and
since Jennie was good enough to offer her a home she felt she ought to go
at once。
〃You'll have to get married right away；〃 she finished。 〃Goodness
knows it's time enough！ For two years Harvey has been barking like a
watchdog in front of the house and keeping every other young man away。〃
Sara Lee smiled。
〃He's only been lying on the doormat； Aunt Harriet；〃 she observed。 〃I
don't be
