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His brother
Malcolm was in uniform, too, and his young brother Jim was keen to
enlist. Neil Fraser was busy raising a company of Wapiti men. Young
Pickles and McCann had joined up as buglers.
And so the stream flowed, Barry listening with grave face but making no
response.
"And I'm glad you're back, my boy. I'm glad you're back," said his
father, clapping him on the shoulder.
The rest of the meal was eaten in silence. They were having each his own
thoughts, and for the first time in their life together, they kept their
thoughts to themselves.
"You're going to your office, Dad," said Barry, when they had cleared
away, and set the house in order.
"No, the office is closed, and will be for some time, I imagine. I'm
busy with Neil Fraser. I'm acting paymaster, quartermaster, recruiting
sergeant, and half a dozen other things."
"I'll go down with you," said Barry, as his father rose to go.
His father came back to him, put his hands on his shoulders, and said:
"Barry, I want you to go to bed.


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