"Major Churchill, I am leaving Fontenoy immediately.

Perhaps I ought to tell you what I have just told your brother: I love Miss Churchill--" The Major rose from his chair.

"Have you spoken to her ?" "Yes, I have asked her to marry me." "Indeed!" said the Major huskily.

"May I ask what Miss Churchill replied ?" "Miss Churchill loves me," answered Rand.

"She will do what I wish." The silence grew painful.