“Is that so strange?” Norma had tried to seem indifferent.
“But there was a man with them.” Betty’s whisper rose. “He had a small mustache that turned up, and sort of staring eyes.”
“Did he?” Norma’s voice betrayed her excitement.
“Yes; and he said to Lena, ‘You must!’ Only his ‘you’ sounded like ‘Du’.”
“And Lena has her hair done every other day by the Spanish hairdresser. That costs money. Do you think she always pays?”
So Betty too had a spy complex! Well, let her have it. She wasn’t going to be drawn into it. For all that, some things did seem very strange.
At that Norma turned over and fell asleep.
CHAPTER IX
SOMETHING SPECIAL
The period of their basic training at old Fort Des Moines was drawing to a close. Three more days and they would be scattered far and wide. Some, it is true, would remain for further training in the Motor Transport School, and Cooks’ and Bakers’ School. Some would take up officers’ training, but out of the thousand who had been in training for nearly four weeks, the greater number would be scattered to the four winds.