Jack looked at his chum in surprise.
“Just what do you mean by that?” he demanded.
“Oh, I was just thinking of the Lusitania, and a few other things.”
“That’s different,” said Jack.
They continued their walk.
Now they came to a brilliantly lighted street.
“I didn’t know this was a regular city,” was Frank’s comment.
“Neither is it,” returned Lord Hastings, “although there are some few people living here.”
“But look,” protested Frank, pointing, “those are restaurants and cafés; and there are stores and things.”
“So there are,” returned his commander. “Must have changed since I was here last. However, I suppose it is because the garrison has to have some form of entertainment. Guess the best thing we can do is to go in one of these cafés and look about a bit.”