“Will you tell me your name?” he asked. “I am Lieutenant Chadwick of His British Majesty’s service.”
The girl smiled and would have replied, but at that moment the music ceased. Frank offered her his arm and led her back to her seat and there was no further opportunity for the girl to reply to the lad’s last question. As she resumed her seat, Frank bowed once more, then turned on his heel and strode back to his own table, where Lord Hastings and Jack were awaiting him eagerly.
“Well, fair charmer,” Jack greeted him. “How——”
Frank silenced his chum with a gesture.
“This is a serious business,” he said quietly and told the others what the girl had said.
“And you admitted it?” exclaimed Jack in a subdued voice. “She’ll tell every German in forty miles.”
“No, she won’t,” declared Frank. “She was telling the truth.”
Jack laughed aloud.
“Of all the credulous——” he began.
“Look here. I tell you she was telling the truth,” declared Frank angrily.