Don't let any one pick a quarrel with you and remember this is all a sacred confidence between friends." "I thank you and my heart is in every word," said Jack as he pressed the hand of the Captain.

"After all friendship is a thing above politics--even the politics of these bitter days." 3 He sat down with a sense of relief and spent the rest of the afternoon reading the London papers although he longed to go and look at the fortress of Deal Castle.

He had tea at five and set out on the mail carriage, with his box and bag, an hour later.

The road was rough and muddy with deep holes in it.

At one point the chaise rattled and bumped over a plowed field.