He was certainly a pleasant-looking, well-mannered boy, the General decided, and the confusion of the young soldier in the presence of the old soldier an entirely natural and creditable thing.
"I'll tell you what, my lad," said Sir Denis, putting his arm within the other's: "if you've nothing better to do, supposing you come and lunch with me.

I'm just going in to the club.

And you--on your way to it?
I thought so.

You'll give me the pleasure of your company ?" The General was half an hour late, yet he found a small table in a window recess unappropriated.

It was set for two, and a screen was drawn about it so that the two could be as retired as they wished.