"We shall all be killed, shan't we?" she asked mischievously.
"Whether or not," he said drily; "we shall be too cold to have much use for water."
"I can't imagine such a condition just now," she answered.
"You'll be able to when you've crossed the Palári," said Terrington quietly.
She twisted her chair sideways, put one hand above the other across the back of it, and leant her chin upon them both. She watched Terrington so for a few seconds while he finished his egg. Then she asked:
"What have you done with Captain Walcot?"
"He's commanding the advance-guard."
"Miles and miles away?"
"I hope so by now," he said.
"Is he going to fight to-day?"