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chance of finishing his course at the hospital. The Summer
session was beginning in May, and at the end of it he meant
to take the examination in midwifery. Then he would only
have a year more; he reckoned it out carefully and came
to the conclusion that he could manage it, fees and all, on
a hundred and fifty pounds; but that was the least it could
possibly be done on.
Early in April he went to the tavern in Beak Street anx-
ious to see Macalister. It eased him a little to discuss the
situation with him; and to realise that numerous people be-
side himself were suffering from loss of money made his
own trouble a little less intolerable. But when Philip arrived
no one was there but Hayward, and no sooner had Philip
seated himself than he said:
‘I’m sailing for the Cape on Sunday.’
‘Are you!’ exclaimed Philip.
Hayward was the last person he would have expected to
do anything of the kind. At the hospital men were going out
now in numbers; the Government was glad to get anyone
who was qualified; and others, going out as troopers, wrote
home that they had been put on hospital work as soon as it
was learned that they were medical students. A wave of pa-
triotic feeling had swept over the country, and volunteers
were coming from all ranks of society.
‘What are you going as?’ asked Philip.
‘Oh, in the Dorset Yeomanry. I’m going as a trooper.’
Philip had known Hayward for eight years. The youth-
ful intimacy which had come from Philip’s enthusiastic
admiration for the man who could tell him of art and liter-

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