W you want to exchange greetings with that light for hours yet!" She
slipped away, and Norah drew closer to Jim. Presently came Wally, on her
other side, and a few moments later a deep voice behind them said, "Not
in bed yet, Norah?"--and Wally made room for Mr. Linton. "I couldn't go
to bed, dad." "Apparently most of the ship is of your mind--I didn't
feel like bed myself," admitted the squatter, letting his hand rest for
a moment on his daughter's shoulder. He gave a great sigh of happiness.
"Eh, children, it's great to be near home again!" "My word, isn't it!"
said Jim. "Only it's hard to take in. I keep fancying that I'll
certainly wake up in a minute and find myself in a trench, just getting
ready to go over the top. What do you suppose they're doing at Billabong
now, Nor
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