"Then will you let me take you to Dunwoodie?"
"Certainly not."
"Then will you go alone?"
"But why? Why should I? What does this man with an absurd name want of me?"
Jones pulled at a cuff. "Well, look at it from this angle. Before you discovered that your marriage was a sham, you were prepared to assume a few obligations and some of them may still subsist. The man with the absurd name can tell you what they are. Surely you are not a slacker. This is war-time."
With that abandonment which is so gracious in a woman, Cassy half raised a hand. "My front line is wavering."
Jones reached for his hat. "Over the top then!"
Under the table they crawled.