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Father's in town. And
she's trying hard to keep father out of a horrible row with the
County Committee.'
'About ploughing up the park?'
Pamela nodded.
'Plucky woman!' said Arthur Chicksands heartily. 'I'm sure you help
her, Pamela, all you can?'
'I don't like being managed,' said the girl stubbornly, rather
resenting his tone.
A slight shade of sternness crossed the soldier's face.
'You know it's no good playing with this war,' he said drily. 'It's
as much to be won here as it is over seas. _Food_!--that'll be the
last word for everybody. And it's women's work as much as men's.'
She saw that she had jarred on him. But an odd jealousy--or perhaps
her hidden disappointment--drove her on.
'Yes, but one doesn't like strangers interfering,' she said
childishly.
The soldier threw her a side-glance, while his lip twitched a
little. So this was Pamela--grown-up. She seemed to him rather
foolish--and very lovely. There was no doubt about that! She was
going to be a beauty, and of a remarkable type.


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