Will you do it ?" "With pleasure." Philip was conscious of an increasing warmth in his face as he bent over his plate.

"You're sure--they're elderly people ?" he asked.
"That is what MacVeigh wrote me from Churchill; at least he said the colonel was an old man." "And his wife ?" "Has got her nerve," growled Breed irreverently.

"It wouldn't be so bad if it was only the colonel.

But an old woman--ugh! What he doesn't think of she'll remind him of, you can depend on that." Steele thought of his mother, who looked at things through a magnifying lorgnette, and laughed a little cheerlessly.
"I'll go out and meet them, anyway," he comforted.

"Have Jack fix me up for the hike in the morning, Breed.