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THE RETURN OF THE SOLDIER
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—a memory so strong that it would recall everything else in spite of his discontent."
The little man had lost in a moment his glib assurance, his knowingness about the pathways of the soul.
"Well, I 'm willing to learn."
"Remind him of the boy," said Margaret.
The doctor ceased suddenly to balance on the balls of his feet.
"What boy?"
"They had a boy."
He looked at Kitty.
"You told me nothing of this!"
"I didn't think it mattered," she answered, and shivered and looked cold, as she always did at the memory of her unique contact with death. "He died five years ago."
He dropped his head back, stared at the cornice, and said with the soft malignity of a clever person dealing with the slow-witted.
