Albert 's wife always had a good opinion of you . '' Cousin Sophia sighed , as if to imply that Albert 's wife stood alone in this against the world . But Cousin Sophia really did not mean that . She was quite fond of Rilla in her own melancholy way ; but young creeturs had to be kept down . If they were not kept down society would be demoralized . `` Do you remember your walk home from the light two years ago tonight ? '' whispered Gertrude Oliver to Rilla , teasingly . `` I should think I do , '' smiled Rilla ; and then her smile grew dreamy and absent ; she was remembering something else -- that hour with Kenneth on the sandshore . Where would Ken be tonight ? And Jem and Jerry and Walter and all the other boys who had danced and moonlighted on the old Four Winds Point that evening of mirth and laughter -- their last joyous unclouded evening . In the filthy trenches of the Somme front , with the roar of the guns and the groans of stricken men for the music of Ned Burr 's violin , and the flash of star shells for the silver sparkles on the old blue gulf . Two of them were sleeping under the Flanders poppies -- Alec Burr from the Upper Glen , and Clark Manley of Lowbridge . Others were wounded in the hospitals . But so far nothing had touched the manse and the Ingleside boys . They seemed to bear charmed lives . Yet the suspense never grew any easier to bear as the weeks and months of war went by . `` It is n't as if it were some sort of fever to which you might conclude they were immune when they had n't taken it for two years , '' sighed Rilla . `` The danger is just as great and just as real as it was the first day they went into the trenches . I know this , and it tortures me every day . And yet I ca n't help hoping that since they 've come this far unhurt they 'll come through .
Oh , Miss Oliver , what would it be like not to wake up in the morning feeling afraid XXXXX the news the day would bring ?
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