“What sort of thing?” she asked.
“I don’t know, but I could find out. I know some engineering people.”
Evangeline was silent. “I haven’t the least idea when it began,” she said, after a few minutes’ thought.
“Have you tried writing to him?” he suggested.
“No, not yet.”
“Does he know about Susan?”
“Dicky wrote,” said Evangeline.
“There is no difficulty in getting out of the army,” he remarked.
“But how am I to put that? What shall I say?”
“Just tell him,” said David; “there’s no difficulty in that.”