she cried wildly . `` Rilla , dear , I 've known for several days that Walter meant to go . I 've had time to -- to rebel and grow reconciled . We must give him up . There is a Call greater and more insistent than the call of our love -- he has listened to it . We must not add to the bitterness of his sacrifice . '' `` Our sacrifice is greater than his , '' cried Rilla passionately . `` Our boys give only themselves . We give them . '' Before Mrs. Blythe could reply Susan stuck her head in at the door , never troubling over such frills of etiquette as knocking . Her eyes were suspiciously red but all she said was , `` Will I bring up your breakfast , Mrs. Dr. dear . '' `` No , no , Susan . We will all be down presently . Do you know -- that Walter has joined up . '' `` Yes , Mrs. Dr. dear . The doctor told me last night . I suppose the Almighty has His own reasons for allowing such things . We must submit and endeavour to look on the bright side . It may cure him of being a poet , at least '' -- Susan still persisted in thinking that poets and tramps were tarred with the same brush -- `` and that would be something . But thank God , '' she muttered in a lower tone , `` that Shirley is not old enough to go . ''
`` Is n't XXXXX the same thing as thanking Him that some other woman 's son has to go in Shirley 's place ? ''
Before Shirley Susan at for in of than that to