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"
No
,
I
've
got
to
work
.
Work
is
the
only
answer
for
me
.
If
I
do
n't
work
,
I
'll
go
mad
.
I
do
n't
want
people
,
I
do
n't
want
comfort
.
Oh
,
Mum
!
"
She
began
to
sob
bitterly
.
"
How
are
we
going
to
live
without
him
?
"
How
indeed
?
Was
that
living
?
God
's
thou
wert
,
unto
God
return
.
Dust
to
dust
.
Living
's
for
those
of
us
who
failed
.
Greedy
God
,
gathering
in
the
good
ones
,
leaving
the
world
to
the
rest
of
us
,
to
rot
.
"
It
is
n't
for
any
of
us
to
say
how
long
we
'll
live
,
"
said
Meggie
.
"
Jussy
,
thank
you
so
much
for
telling
me
yourself
,
for
phoning
.
"
"
I
could
n't
bear
to
think
of
a
stranger
breaking
the
news
,
Mum
.
Not
like
that
,
from
a
stranger
.
What
will
you
do
?
What
can
you
do
?
"
With
all
her
will
Meggie
tried
to
pour
warmth
and
comfort
across
the
miles
to
her
devastated
girl
in
London
.
Her
son
was
dead
,
her
daughter
still
lived
.
She
must
be
made
whole
.
If
it
was
possible
.
In
all
her
life
Justine
seemed
only
to
have
loved
Dane
.
No
one
else
,
even
herself
.
"
Dear
Justine
,
do
n't
cry
.
Try
not
to
grieve
.
He
would
n't
have
wanted
that
,
now
would
he
?
Come
home
,
and
forget
.
We
'll
bring
Dane
home
to
Drogheda
,
too
.
At
law
he
's
mine
again
,
he
does
n't
belong
to
the
Church
and
they
ca
n't
stop
me
.
I
'll
phone
Australia
House
right
away
,
and
the
embassy
in
Athens
if
I
can
get
through
.
He
must
come
home
!
I
'd
hate
to
think
of
him
lying
somewhere
far
from
Drogheda
.
Here
is
where
he
belongs
,
he
'll
have
to
come
home
.
Come
with
him
,
Justine
.
"
But
Justine
sat
in
a
heap
,
shaking
her
head
as
if
her
mother
could
see
.
Come
home
?
She
could
never
come
home
again
.
If
she
had
gone
with
Dane
he
would
n't
be
dead
.
Come
home
,
and
have
to
look
at
her
mother
's
face
every
day
for
the
rest
of
her
life
?
No
,
it
did
n't
bear
thinking
of
.
"
No
,
Mum
,
"
she
said
,
the
tears
rolling
down
her
skin
,
hot
like
molten
metal
.
Who
on
earth
ever
said
people
most
moved
do
n't
weep
?
They
do
n't
know
anything
about
it
.
"
I
shall
stay
here
and
work
.
I
'll
come
home
with
Dane
,
but
then
I
'm
going
back
.
I
ca
n't
live
on
Drogheda
.
"
