"Let us only have you in India, where we shall be ere long," said she, shaking her parasol threateningly, "and I shall have papa to put you under arrest."
"For what?"
"Conduct unbecoming an officer and a gentleman."
"As how, my fair friend?'
"Behaving rudely, petulantly, and insolently."
"To a pretty girl?"
"Yes—moreover, a daughter of the general on whose staff he is serving."
"And the sentence of the court will be, dismissal from her presence for ever."
"Have some mercy on him," said Mabel.
"You seem to know the duties of an aide-de-camp," said Audley, not ill-pleased to find himself an object of interest to two such handsome girls.