"Why! What do you mean?"
"And I understood it when poor old Queen gave me some similar information on the roof."
"What do you mean?"
"I was between those two bombs when they fell. One of 'em blew me against a house. I've been to look at the place since. And I'm dashed if I myself could realise then what I'd been through."
She gave a little cry. Her face pleased him.
"And you weren't hurt?"
"I had a pain in my side, but it's gone," he said laconically.
"And you never said anything to us! Why not?"
"Well—there were so many other things...."