`` Doing the brave-smiling-sister-stunt , I see . What a crowd for the Glen to muster ! Well , I 'm off home in a few days myself . '' A queer little wind of desolation that even Jem 's going had not caused blew over Rilla 's spirit . `` Why ? You have another month of vacation . '' `` Yes -- but I ca n't hang around Four Winds and enjoy myself when the world 's on fire like this . It 's me for little old Toronto where I 'll find some way of helping in spite of this bally ankle . I 'm not looking at Jem and Jerry -- makes me too sick with envy . You girls are great -- no crying , no grim endurance . The boys 'll go off with a good taste in their mouths . I hope Persis and mother will be as game when my turn comes . '' `` Oh , Kenneth -- the war will be over before your turn cometh . '' There ! She had lisped again . Another great moment of life spoiled ! Well , it was her fate . And anyhow , nothing mattered . Kenneth was off already -- he was talking to Ethel Reese , who was dressed , at seven in the morning , in the gown she had worn to the dance , and was crying . What on earth had Ethel to cry about ?
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