‘More like half an hour.’
She hesitates. ‘There is nothing wrong, is there? I thought I noticed a—a——’
‘A certain liveliness, my dear. No, we were only having a good talk.’
‘What about, John?’ wistfully.
‘About the war,’ Roger breaks in hurriedly.
‘About tactics and strategy, wasn’t it, Roger?’
‘Yes.’
‘The fact is, Ellen, I have been helping Roger to take his first trench.’ With a big breath, ‘And we took it too, together, didn’t we, Roger?’
‘You bet,’ says Roger valiantly.
‘Though I suppose,’ sighing, ‘it is one of those trenches that the enemy retake during the night.’