It was Mary V, he guessed.

He had promised to call her up, but there hadn't been any news to tell, nothing but the flat monotony of inaction, which meant failure, and Johnny Jewel never liked talking of his failures, even to Mary V.
"Oh, Johnny, is that you?
I've been waiting and _waiting_, and I just wondered if you had enlisted and gone off to war without even calling up to say good-by.

I've been perfectly _frantic_.

There's something--" "You needn't worry about me enlisting," Johnny broke in, his voice the essence of gloom.

"They won't have me." "Won't _have_--why, Johnny Jewel! How _can_ the United States Army be so stupid?
Why, I should think they would be glad to get--" "They don't look at me from your point of view, Mary V." Johnny's lips softened into a smile.