Want him! Did she not always want him? Why was he so blind?
"If there is war you will go on active service?" she said.
"I hope so; I don't want to remain here, kicking my heels in idleness," he replied with a laugh.
"No; I suppose that is natural. I shall miss you very much."
"It's nice to be missed. I'm a lucky fellow, Eve."
"Are you?"
"Yes; there's many a man would like to hear you say that—the Baron, for instance," he said.
She shrugged her shoulders.
"I think you are mistaken about the Baron," she said.
"He admires you, and didn't he give you the winner of the Derby?"