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isn't it? Says she recalls it all, Delhi, the old 

 garrison, and everything." 



I didn't think it worth while to protest, to say 

 I knew Alice had never been there. 



"We're going to be married, y'know, " he went 

 on. "Alice wouldn't mind my telling you." 



He held out his hand to be shaken, smiling 

 happily. 



"Bully, isn't it? What a lucky chap I am. 

 Alice — they don't come often like her. She's 

 much too good for me, of course. Says she's not 

 though. We'll hit it off first-rate, don't you 

 think? You see, we've known and loved each 

 other for ever so long." 



I shook his hand vigorously, but my voice was 

 husky. It was all very well to say, "poor Trotter, 

 the fever again," but what about Alice? 



She remembered. 



No fever about Alice, just level-headed, square 

 as a brick, horse sense. I was glad though they 

 did not tell any one else about that silly business. 



A month later they were married. Every one 

 was delighted, even the women who had tried to 

 get Trotter. We were all so fond of Alice. 



He took her to the little green and white farm- 

 house, no bigger than a box stall, and the whole 

 country went to call, and most of us spent half 

 our time there, the women upstairs gossiping with 

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