“So I am informed; perhaps more than one. Do not ask any questions, for I can’t answer them. Well, Lieutenant, you had a rough time of it, didn’t you?”
“The Germans could not have done anything much worse.”
“Would you recognize any of the fellows who captured you?” questioned White.
“I saw only two, but I shall know them when I see them, and they will have reason to know me, for—”
“Hamilton, who are the guests you are expecting?” urged Emma in her sweetest tone of voice.
“Sorry, Miss Dean, but I can’t tell you.”
“Isn’t that just like a man—making a mystery of everything? I think—”
“Hello, folks!” cried a voice from the bush.
The Overlanders fairly jumped at the sound of the familiar voice.
“Tom! Tom Gray!” cried Grace, running and throwing herself into her husband’s arms. “How happy I am to see you, you will never know. I needed you, Tom—we all have needed you, and I think we shall need you still more. Where did you come from?”