“Just the same he’s only been in the service a few months. He’s one of the physicians recently recruited.”
“Oh, I see,” murmured Kitty in a significant tone. Then she asked, “Do you know anything about the cook?”
“What’s So Interesting There?” Brad Asked
Brad laughed. “I know he can dish up some mighty good chow on occasion.”
“He looks as though he didn’t object to good eating himself. He must weigh two hundred and twenty-five at least.” Kitty tried to make her tone seem trivial in case anyone else had overheard their conversation.
“I’ll be trotting along,” Brad said. “I promised to make a fourth for bridge over yonder.”
Kitty held his eyes a moment and lowered her voice to say, “There’s something I want to talk to you about when I have a chance.”