"Well, one didn't go before, did it ?" she inquired with an innocent air.

"So I suppose--" He ended her sentence on a note of merriment.

"Then I must be prepared for the one that will follow!" She threw out her hand with a gesture of mock despair.

"Oh, you may have been mistaken, you know!" "Mistaken?
About the campaign ?" "No, about the maneuver.

Perhaps there wasn't any such thing, after all." "Perhaps." Though his voice was stern, his eyes were laughing.