26/32 But I have thought it over since during these last weeks while I sat listening to the bugles in the barrack-yard. And I am sure there is no other way. You see, if the three take back their feathers,"-- he drew a deep breath, and in a very low voice, with his eyes upon the table so that his face was hidden from Sutch, he added--"why, then she perhaps might take hers back too." "Will she wait, do you think ?" asked Sutch; and Harry raised his head quickly. She has not even a suspicion of what I intend to do. |