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She slipped out silently and unseen. There was a half-moon
shining, enough to make a little light in the world, not
enough to show her up in her dark-grey coat. She walked
quickly across the park, not really in the thrill of the assig-
nation, but with a certain anger and rebellion burning in
her heart. It was not the right sort of heart to take to a love-
meeting. But · LA GUERRE COMME · LA GUERRE!
