"It looks as though he had adopted us," said Alfred. "Come here, Frisky; do we suit you?"
"I feel mighty hungry; there's a stall. We might get a bite, and we'll get some information at the same time," said Ralph.
They entered the apology called a restaurant, and ordered coffee with rolls and butter. Cold meat was the only other thing available.
"Let's have some of that," said Alfred.
"Where are the nearest front line trenches?" asked Ralph.
"About a mile to the east," said the waiter. "You'll have trouble getting there, since the new orders went into effect."
"What new orders?" asked Alfred.
"To permit no passes," he replied.
"I don't think we need any passes," said Ralph in an undertone.