"I'll ride over to Headquarters with you," he said.
"I'm walking," I answered.
"Good, I'll walk, too," he replied.
So, we set out—the orderly following with the Duke's horse.
"When did you come in?" I asked—knowing perfectly well the very hour of his arrival.
"Last night, on the Express from the North," he answered—knowing that I already knew it.
"Had a good time, of course?" I remarked.
"Delightful—we wished for you."
"It's astonishing how kind you all are to the stranger," I said.
He shot a quick glance at me.