"I know," said Elizabeth briefly.
"But, my dear," I said, still aghast over the revelation that Dolores was not "THE" girl, not even "a" girl, "did you know when she—when he was singing?"
Elizabeth, with a hand at the red flower in her smock, said: "I knew days ago. Colonel Fielding told me himself that he was going to."
Colonel Fielding!
The "lovely" stranger was—Elizabeth's "old Colonel."
CHAPTER XX
LAND ARMY TESTS
The discussions of the concert, after it had happened, went on for as many days in our camp as the pre-concert discussions.
I'll skip those. I'll skip the days which suddenly seemed to have "gone flat," with all the thrill gone out of Land-work, for the time being. I'll skip my own broodings—which were those of just any other girl in love with a man who prefers another woman! For since it could not be the "Signora" I concluded that it was Muriel after all.
I'll come to the next excitement in the Land-worker's life—namely, the test-exams.!