"I believe they all lost their nerve at the last," Roger said, "and they just ... just let things rip. They call it a brain-storm in America. They lost their heads ... and they let things rip. My God, what a thing to have happened!" They sat in silence, full of foreboding, and then the girl who had come from Finland went home. "It's all up with the Bar, I suppose!" said Roger, when he had let her out. "Whatever else people want to do, they won't want to go to law. Having a youngster makes things awkward!..." "If you should need any money, Roger," said Gilbert, "you might let me know!" "And me, Roger!" said Henry. "Thanks awfully!" Roger replied. "I won't forget. I've got some, of course, and Rachel has a little. I daresay we'll manage. It can't last long. A couple of months, perhaps!..." "I can't see how it can last longer. It's too big, and ... oh, it can't last longer!" "Kitchener says three years!..." "He wants to be on the safe side, I suppose, but my God, three years of ... of that!..." 2 Rachel got up suddenly. "You haven't seen my baby yet," she said. "So we haven't," Gilbert exclaimed. "Where is it?" "She's upstairs asleep. You must come quietly!..." "It's a girl, then?" said Henry. Rachel nodded, and led the way upstairs to the bedroom where the baby lay in her cot. "Isn't she a darling?" she said, bending over the child. They did not answer, afraid, as men are in the presence of a sleeping child, that they might disturb her; and while they stood looking at the cot, Rachel bent closer to her baby, and lightly kissed her cheek. They moved away on tiptoe. "What do you call her?" Henry whispered to Roger, as they left the bedroom. "Eleanor," he answered. "That was my mother's name. Jolly little kid, isn't she?" Gilbert turned and went back to the bedroom. Rachel was still bending over the baby, and she looked up at him warningly. He went up to the cot and, leaning towards Rachel, whispered, "Do you mind if I kiss her, too, Rachel? I'm going to enlist to-morrow, and perhaps I won't get so good a chance as this!..." She stood up quickly and put her arms round him. "Oh, Gilbert!" she said, and then she drew him down, so that he could kiss the baby easily. 3 Henry told Roger of Gilbert's intention, while Rachel and Gilbert were in the bedroom with the baby. "Enlist?" said Roger. Henry nodded his head. "Well, of course!..." Roger began, and then he stopped. "I suppose so," he said, moving towards the tray which Rachel had brought into the room earlier in the evening. "Whisky?" he said. "No, thanks, Roger!" Henry answered. "He's going down to-morrow!" "He'd better wait a few days. There's been a hell of a scrum already to join. Queues and queues of chaps, standing outside Scotland Yard all day. He'd better wait 'til the rush is over...." "I think he'd rather like to be in the rush," Henry said. Then Rachel came into the room, followed by Gilbert. "Roger," she said, "Gilbert's going to enlist!..."