Rilla walked away , realising that she must not spy on such a moment . She went down to the end of the platform where Sir Wilfrid and Dog Monday were sitting , looking at each other . Sir Wilfrid remarked condescendingly : `` Why do you haunt this old shed when you might lie on the hearthrug at Ingleside and live on the fat of the land ? Is it a pose ? Or a fixed idea ? '' Whereat Dog Monday , laconically : `` I have a tryst to keep . '' When the train had gone Rilla rejoined the little trembling Miranda . `` Well , he 's gone , '' said Miranda , `` and he may never come back -- but I 'm his wife , and I 'm going to be worthy of him . I 'm going home . '' `` Do n't you think you had better come with me now ? '' asked Rilla doubtfully . Nobody knew yet how Mr. Pryor had taken the matter . `` No . If Joe can face the Huns I guess I can face father , '' said Miranda daringly . `` A soldier 's wife ca n't be a coward . Come on , Wilfy . I 'll go straight home and meet the worst . '' There was nothing very dreadful to face , however . Perhaps Mr. Pryor had reflected that housekeepers were hard to get and that there were many Milgrave homes open to Miranda -- also , that there was such a thing as a separation allowance . At all events , though he told her grumpily that she had made a nice fool of herself , and would live to regret it , he said nothing worse , and Mrs. Joe put on her apron and went to work as usual , while Sir Wilfrid Laurier , who had a poor opinion of lighthouses for winter residences , went to sleep in his pet nook behind the woodbox , a thankful dog that he was done with war-weddings .
CHAPTER XIX `` THEY SHALL NOT PASS '' One cold grey morning in February Gertrude Oliver wakened with a shiver , slipped into XXXXX 's room , and crept in beside her .
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