"At the Camp——"
"No fear! Hadn't I spotted you all in your brand-new uniform, bless you, on Euston platform that morning? That was why I got little Rhys to bring me up to the Camp at once, to make sure it was you. You see, I'd remembered what you looked like, even if you had forgotten me."
I thought "Forget him! How, how could I have thought of anything but him——"
"So that's all," he said. "Only—that wasn't really much of a kiss just before I went to Canada——"
"But you haven't told me about all these weeks here, since then!"
"That'll keep to make conversation (if we're short of it) after we're married!" he declared abruptly. "You see as we shall get married practically at once—
"'As we shall!' Are you not going to ask me what I have to say in the mat——"
"No, because you always complain so of my asking questions," he whispered. He was near enough to whisper now, having drawn me close, close to him. "Put your arms round my neck," he coaxed. "Kiss me." He put down his brown face.
"There's—Oh, there's such a smudge of black from the wood-smoke on you, Dick!"
"D'you mind, sweetheart?"