"Hello!" he said. "Been having a bath? Good!"
I winced at the word; then I smiled bravely and started to dress—for the fourth time.
It was eleven o'clock when I got back to camp, and I found to my surprise that the Mess had been moved from the tent to the new hut.
"Hello!" they said, "how do you like the new quarters?"
I surveyed the bare boards.
"Topping," I replied, "but it's not anywhere near finished."
"No," said the Junior Major, "but the bath's in. Hot water, by Gad! Go and have a bath."
I looked at him blankly. "I've had three, Sir, to-day."
I might have known it was foolish; the Junior Major is still young.