To go there isn't so difficult, but how about coming back?
I don't want you to go, Celia." She explained in detail that there would be no difficulty--a little proudly, too, when she spoke of her personal safety among her own people.
"I understand all that," he said patiently, "but nobody except the commander-in-chief knows where this army is going.

I don't want you to be caught in the zone of operations." She flushed up with a defiant little laugh.

"The war isn't going to Paigecourt, anyway," she said.
He smiled with an effort.

"I am not sure, dearest.

All I am sure of is that we march in the morning, and go aboard ship at Alexandria.