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I needed to bunk.A scream awoke me from a sound sleep the next morning. I threw on my robe and hurried down the stairs. The Western Union man, actually a teenage boy, had Mrs. O'Grady passed out in his arms. She was holding onto an opened telegram. I took her from his arms, thanked him and laid her on the couch. The poor boy was so flustered, he forgot his tip.I was patting Mama O'Grady's hand when Sarah came down the stairs. She had an old robe over her slip and was a pip. She took over with Mrs. O'Grady and sent me into the kitchen for coffee. By the time I had returned with the coffee, Mama O' was sitting up and was softly sobbing on Sarah's shoulder. I set the cups down on the coffee table and Sarah handed me the telegram. It read:We regret to announce that T. O'Grady was killed in action on 27th day of February 1937, while serving with the Abraham Lincoln Battalion of the 15th International Brigade at Jarama, Spain. His loss is mourned by all heroic anti-fascist fighters serving. On checking my cellphone I found no fewer than five further messages from her. Plainly something serious was afoot. With great trepidation I went to my office and rang her back. Poor Elspeth was in a state of agitation and dismay. She was so upset I was unable to ascertain exactly what had happened, but she said that she had messed everything up, that she had let me down, that she had panicked and had not thought what she was saying. She was sure that I would be furious with her, ‘And you have every right to be. I’ve been so stupid.’ It was evident that the poor girl hardly knew where to put herself. I felt that if I left her in this state she might do even more damage than she apparently already had, so I decided to bring her fully under control immediately. ‘You’d better come to London right away to see me,’ I told her. ‘I’ll meet you at Liverpool Street.’ ‘Oh, James, I don’t want to mess around with trains. Can’t I drive up?’ I had not realised she had a car, but it would be more.
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