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Tony dabbed at her eyes, and gave a tiny sob.

‘It’s so awful, Roger! I c-can’t bear to think of Charlie doing such a thing. I—I just can’t realise it. It—it seems impossible!’

Linckes patted her shoulder uncomfortably.

‘And—and somehow I can’t feel angry with him. He was always such a dear!’

‘I know. He was just one of those people who couldn’t run straight? ’Twasn’t altogether his fault. And one must admire his courage.’

Tony was silent for a moment, still mopping her eyes.

A pair of soft arms stole round his neck.

‘No; and I can’t help admiring you!’ whispered Tony.