"Rest Camp, Mudros."
"But is it for long, sir?" ventured I.
"Next, please. What name, padre?"
"Monty," answered our friend. "East Cheshires."
"Report Rest Camp," promptly said the M.L.O., and, raising his voice, called to the waiting crowd: "All East Cheshire Details detained at Mudros."
"But I have to relieve—" began Monty.
"Next, please. What name?" the M.L.O. burst in, looking up into Jimmy Doon's face.
"Jimmy—I mean, Lieutenant Doon, Fifth East Lancs."
"Held up, Mudros. Report—"
"But my draft, sir, has—"