CHAPTER XI.
THE NEW MESSAGE "I think," said Barry, to the M.O., "I really ought to ride down to the R.A.M.

C.hospital, and tell them how the boys enjoyed the coffee last night." His face was slightly flushed, but the flush might have been due to the fact that he had been busily engaged in tying up the thongs of his bed-roll, an awkward job at times.
"Sure thing," agreed the M.O.heartily.

"Indeed it's absolutely essential, and say, old chap, you might tell her how I enjoyed my coffee.

She will be glad to hear about me." Barry heaved his bed-roll at the doctor and departed.
At the R.A.M.

C.Hospital the Officer Commanding, to whom he had sent in his card, gave him a cordial greeting.
"I am glad to know you, sir.