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CHAPTER V THE AIR OF CONQUEST 172 CHAPTER VI TRAMPLED ROSES 217 CHAPTER VII SOME PEOPLE FIND THEIR KINGDOMS 262 CHAPTER VIII ROUND THE CORNER 311 The Illustrations by W.D. Stevens "I'M SORRY," TABS APOLOGIZED. "I DIDN'T MEAN ANYTHING UNKIND." (Page 33) _Frontispiece_ FACING PAGE TABS EXTENDED HIS HAND. BRAITHWAITE MADE NO MOTION TO TAKE IT. 130 "MRS. LOCKWOOD, WHY CAN'T YOU LET ADAIR ALONE?" 172 "I WAS AFRAID YOU HAD LEFT" 324 _The_ Kingdom Round the Corner CHAPTER THE FIRST AN ALTERED WORLD I It was on a blustering March morning in 1919 that Tabs regained his freedom. His last five months had been spent among doctors, having sundry bullets extracted from his legs. He walked with a limp which was not too perceptible unless he grew tired. His emotions were similar to those of a man newly released from gaol: he felt dazed, vaguely happy and a little lost. He felt dazed because he hadn't remembered that the world was so wide and so complicated. He felt lost because he was discovering that this wasn't the same old world that he had left in 1914. It hadn't paid him the compliment of marking time during his absence; it had marched impolitely forward. He would have to hurry to overtake it. What made him feel most lost at the moment was the fact that he had only just realized how his bravest years had been escaping. The reason for this realization was Terry. He had been accustomed to think of himself as in the first flush of manhood, with all life's conquests still lying ahead; it was therefore a little disconcerting to be told, as a matter of course, that he had only four more years to go till he was forty. "I'll be there at the station to meet you," Terry had written him. And then, she had added laughingly, "Father orders me to say that he only gives his permission because you're such an old friend and nearly middle-aged." Middle-aged! He, Tabs, middle-aged! The thought was appalling. It was a slander so almost true as to be incapable of disproving. He had to-day, to-morrow, and the next day; after that people would have the right to s
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