I think I'll go now.

Good-bye!" There came the jingle of spurs on the veranda, and both started.

The colour rose in a great wave to the girl's face as she saw who it was, but she turned at once to meet the newcomer.
"Oh, Eustace," she said, "so you are back already from the parade-ground!" He did not show any surprise at finding her there.
"Yes; just returned," he said, with no more than a quiet glance at her flushed face.
"How are you, Phil?
Had any sleep ?" "Not much," Phil owned, with unmistakable embarrassment.

"But Raleigh says I'm not going to die this time.

It was good of you--and Mrs.
Tudor--to look in.