"It really is a very harmless neighbourhood, isn't it ?" "There isn't much going on, certainly," the Commandant admitted.

"Very dull the place seems at times." "Now be perfectly frank," Philippa begged him.

"Is there a single fact of importance which could be learnt in this place, worth communicating to the enemy?
Is the danger of espionage here worth a moment's consideration ?" "That," Captain Griffiths replied in somewhat stilted fashion, "is not a question which I should be prepared to answer off-hand." Philippa shrugged her shoulders and appealed almost feverishly to Helen, who had just entered the room.
"Helen, do come and listen to Captain Griffiths! He is making me feel quite creepy.

There are secrets about, it seems, and he wants to know all about Mr.Lessingham." Helen smiled with complete self-possession.
"Well, we can set his mind at rest about Mr.Lessingham, can't we ?" she observed, as she shook hands.
"We can do more," Philippa declared.

"We can help him to judge for himself.