The Colonel listened.
"You'd better give your views to your Rector, I think," he remarked.
Alf's face turned ugly.
"One thing," he said, with an ominously vicious nod, "if there is war I resign my position in the League—that's straight."
"O dear!" said the Colonel, and he turned into the Manor-house.
Bess opened to him herself.
"Joe come?" he asked, knowing she was expecting her brother for the week-end.
"No. A post-card instead. We don't quite know where he is."
The Colonel nodded.
"Leave stopped. Sure to be."