"Yes. Harry's finished the sixth chapter of his history of the war."
"Good!" said Sutch. "You'll see, he'll do that well. He has imagination, he knows the ground, he was present while the war went on. Moreover, he was in the bazaars, he saw the under side of it."
"Yes. But you and I won't read it, Sutch," said Feversham. "No; I am wrong. You may, for you can give me a good many years."
He turned back to his letter and again Sutch asked:—
"Anything more?"
"Yes. They are coming here in a fortnight."
"Good," said Sutch. "I shall stay."
He took a turn along the terrace and came back. He saw Feversham sitting with the letter upon his knees and a frown of great perplexity upon his face.
"You know, Sutch, I never understood," he said. "Did you?"
"Yes, I think I did."