"I think we'd better wait until we hear from its father anyhow.

He mightn't want to have it sent to an orphan asylum, when he is fighting the battles of his country." The doctor and Mrs.Blythe exchanged amused, satisfied smiles behind Rilla's back; and nothing more was said about Hopetown.
Then the smile faded from the doctor's face; the Germans were twenty miles from Paris.

Horrible tales were beginning to appear in the papers of deeds done in martyred Belgium.

Life was very tense at Ingleside for the older people.
"We eat up the war news," Gertrude Oliver told Mrs.Meredith, trying to laugh and failing.

"We study the maps and nip the whole Hun army in a few well-directed strategic moves.