‘Hopeless! Good-afternoon.’
We burst out laughing as he turned away. Thus he left us as he met us—smiling.
There’s something in psychology.
CHAPTER VIII.
THE VALUE OF SPORT.
I.
It all started in a simple way. We were sitting about the hut, smoking and reading, when Beefy blew in with the information that he had managed to get the company officer to challenge B Company (our deadly rivals) to a cross-country run next day.
‘Are they taking it on?’ asked Ginger.