CHAPTER 12.
Lady Bridget recovered herself as Colin McKeith mounted the steps and made the two ladies a rather self-conscious salute.
'I suppose you know that's a quotation,' she said.
'Weren't you a bit out ?' he answered, and repeated the phrase.

'Excuse my correcting you.' Bridget shrugged.
'Thank you.

But I always thought men of action weren't great readers.
How did you do your reading ?' 'Some day--if you care to hear--I'll tell you.' She looked at him interestedly.

'Yes, I should care to hear.' 'Not now,' put in Mrs Gildea.

'You've come this morning to tell us about the Gas-Bore at Alexandra City, and, as it's got to go into my next letter, I shall take some notes.