He really did make me like the old chap! And have you got such a thing as a Greek Anthology that wouldn't take up much room ?' Elizabeth went to the shelves to look.

Desmond as the possessor of literary tastes was a novelty to her.

But, after all, she understood that he had been a half in the Sixth at Eton, before his cadet training began.

She found him two small pocket editions, and the boy thanked her gratefully.

He began to turn over the Anthology, as though searching for something.
'Can I help you to find anything ?' she asked him.
'No--it's something I remember,' he said absently, and presently hit upon it, with a look of pleasure.
'They did know a thing or two, didn't they?
That's fine anyway ?' He handed her the book.