-I agree with Dad
that you couldn't have a convalescent home, where you'd need nurses
and doctors; but I do think you might ask fellows on final sick-leave,
like us--who'd been discharged from hospitals, but were not quite fit
yet. Chaps not really needing nursing, but not up to much travelling,
or to the racket and fuss of an hotel."

"Yes," said Wally. "Or chaps who had lost a limb, and were trying to
plan out how they were going to do without it." His young face looked
suddenly grave; Norah remembered a saying of his once before--"I don't
in the least mind getting killed, but I don't want Fritz to wing me."
She moved a little nearer to him.

"That's a grand idea--yours too, Jimmy," she said. "Dad, do you think
Sir John would be satisfied?"

"If we can carry out our plan as we hope, I think he would," Mr.
Linton said. "We'll find difficulties, of course, and make mistakes,
but we'll do our best, Norah. And if we can send back to the Front
cheery men, rested and refreshed and keen--well, I think we'll be
doing our bit. And after the War? What then?"

"I was thinking about that, too," said Norah. "And I got a clearer
notion than about using it now, I think. Of course,"--she
hesitated--"I don't know much about money matters, or if you think I
ought to keep the place. You see, you always seem to have enough to
give us everything we want, Dad. I won't need to keep it, will I? I
don't want to, even if I haven't got much money."

"I'm not a millionaire," said David Linton, laughing. "But--no, you
won't need an English income, Norah."

"I'm so glad," said Norah. "Then when we go back to Billabong, Dad,
couldn't we turn it all into a place for partly-disabled
soldiers,--where they could work a bit, just as much as they were able
to, but they'd be sure of a home and wouldn't have any anxiety. I
don't know if it could be made self--self--you know--earning its own
living----"

"Self-supporting," assisted her father.

"Yes, self-supporting," said Norah gratefully. "Perhaps it could.
But they'd all have their pensions to help them."

"Yes, and it could be put under a partly-disabled officer with a wife
and kids that he couldn't support--some poor beggar feeling like
committing suicide because he couldn't tell where little Johnny's next
pair of boots was coming from!" added Jim. "That's the most ripping
idea, Norah! What do you think, Dad?"

"Yes--excellent," said Mr. Linton. "The details would want