CHAPTER XXV SHIRLEY GOES `` No , Woodrow , there will be no peace without victory , '' said Susan , sticking her knitting needle viciously through President Wilson 's name in the newspaper column . `` We Canadians mean to have peace and victory , too . You , if it pleases you , Woodrow , can have the peace without the victory '' -- and Susan stalked off to bed with the comfortable consciousness of having got the better of the argument with the President . But a few days later she rushed to Mrs. Blythe in red-hot excitement . `` Mrs. Dr. dear , what do you think ? A ` phone message has just come through from Charlottetown that Woodrow Wilson has sent that German ambassador man to the right about at last . They tell me that means war . So I begin to think that Woodrow 's heart is in the right place after all , wherever his head may be , and I am going to commandeer a little sugar and celebrate the occasion with some fudge , despite the howls of the Food Board . I thought that submarine business would bring things to a crisis . I told Cousin Sophia so when she said it was the beginning of the end for the Allies . '' `` Do n't let the doctor hear of the fudge , Susan , '' said Anne , with a smile . `` You know he has laid down very strict rules for us along the lines of economy the government has asked for . '' `` Yes , Mrs. Dr. dear , and a man should be master in his own household , and his women folk should bow to his decrees . I flatter myself that I am becoming quite efficient in economizing '' -- Susan had taken to using certain German terms with killing effect -- `` but one can exercise a little gumption on the quiet now and then . Shirley was wishing for some of my fudge the other day -- the Susan brand , as he called it -- and I said ` The first victory there is to celebrate I shall make you some . ' I consider this news quite equal to a victory , and what the doctor does not know will never grieve him . I take the whole responsibility , Mrs. Dr. dear , so do not you vex your conscience . '' Susan spoiled Shirley shamelessly that winter . He came home from Queen 's every week-end , and Susan had all his favourite dishes for him , in so far as she could evade or wheedle the doctor , and waited on him hand and foot . Though she talked war constantly to everyone else she never mentioned it to him or before him , but she watched him like a cat watching a mouse ; and when the German retreat from the Bapaume salient began and continued , Susan 's exultation was linked up with something deeper than anything she expressed .
Surely the end was XXXXX sight -- would come now before -- anyone else -- could go .
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