`` I will write it down . I wo n't be cowed by the conventions and Cousin Sophia ! I want to be Kenneth Ford 's wife ! There now ! `` I 've just looked in the glass , and I had n't the sign of a blush on my face . I suppose I 'm not a properly constructed damsel at all . `` I was down to see little Dog Monday today . He has grown quite stiff and rheumatic but there he sat , waiting for the train . He thumped his tail and looked pleadingly into my eyes . ` When will Jem come ? ' he seemed to say . Oh , Dog Monday , there is no answer to that question ; and there is , as yet , no answer to the other which we are all constantly asking ` What will happen when Germany strikes again on the western front -- her one great , last blow for victory ! '' 1st March 1918 '' ` What will spring bring ? ' Gertrude said today . ' I dread it as I never dreaded spring before . Do you suppose there will ever again come a time when life will be free from fear ? For almost four years we have lain down with fear and risen up with it . It has been the unbidden guest at every meal , the unwelcome companion at every gathering . ' '' ` Hindenburg says he will be in Paris on 1st April , ' sighed Cousin Sophia . '' ` Hindenburg ! '
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