"Thank you, sir."
"You've got your commission."
"That's great. Thank you. I'm sure I owe it to you."
"Nonsense. Come this way. You've to go to Colonel Sapsworth. But that's not all. You start for the front almost immediately."
For a moment Bob could not speak. It was not fear that overwhelmed him, it was something more terrible. Every nerve in his body quivered, while his heart beat wildly.
"It's what you wanted, isn't it?"
"Yes, Captain. By Jove, that's great!"
And that was all Bob could say.
CHAPTER XIV
"I was afraid—that is, I thought you might be at the front," Bob stammered at length. "You told me, the day I enlisted, that you expected to go in a week."