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At
dinner
I
ate
very
quickly
and
left
for
the
villa
where
the
British
had
their
hospital
.
It
was
really
very
large
and
beautiful
and
there
were
fine
trees
in
the
grounds
.
Miss
Barkley
was
sitting
on
a
bench
in
the
garden
.
Miss
Ferguson
was
with
her
.
They
seemed
glad
to
see
me
and
in
a
little
while
Miss
Ferguson
excused
herself
and
went
away
.
"
I
’
ll
leave
you
two
,
"
she
said
.
"
You
get
along
very
well
without
me
.
"
"
Don
’
t
go
,
Helen
,
"
Miss
Barkley
said
.
"
I
’
d
really
rather
.
I
must
write
some
letters
.
"
"
Good
-
night
,
"
I
said
.
"
Good
-
night
,
Mr
.
Henry
.
"
"
Don
’
t
write
anything
that
will
bother
the
censor
.
"
"
Don
’
t
worry
.
I
only
write
about
what
a
beautiful
place
we
live
in
and
how
brave
the
Italians
are
.
"
"
That
way
you
’
ll
be
decorated
.
"
