“I should be delighted, sir.”
“Done! To-morrow if the weather looks promising; otherwise on the following day, if that is agreeable.”
Grace said it was.
“I warn you, though,” she added, “that you will be taking desperate chances if I go with you.”
“Mrs. Gray means that something always happens when she is along,” Elfreda informed them.
“Nothing very serious can interfere with us now,” soothed the major. “There are no Boche airplanes to shoot us down, no enemy artillery to shoot off our cables, and, being attached to trucks, we shall move along slowly and steadily behind the army, with a wonderful view spread out before us.”
“I know I shall enjoy it until—”
“Until what?” demanded the general.
“Until the cable breaks,” returned “Captain” Grace with a twinkle in her eyes.