"Well I'm jiggered!" exclaimed Harry. "Why on earth didn't you tell me?"
"Well, you see, you as good as told me I was slacking."
"What's that to do with it? All the more reason to open up."
"Give me a cigarette, old chap; it's all right now."
A bugle called them to their feet. They flung on their equipment and hurried out. The battalion was assembling in the market place.
"The trenches again?" asked Kenneth of a sergeant.
"No. We're ordered north."
"Advancing at last?"
"Let's hope so. Fall in!"
THE END