"We want to fight for our country," Red Hair began.
"No one wants to fight more," Black Hair put in.
"And we're very strong," Red Hair continued.
"I won a cup for lawn-tennis at Devonshire Park," Black Hair added.
"But," said Red Hair.
"Yes?" I replied.
"Don't you believe in some women being as strong as men?"
"Certainly," I said.
"Well then," said Red Hair, "that's like us. We are as strong as lots of men and much keener, and we want you to be kind to us and let us enlist."
"We'll never do anything to give ourselves away," said Black Hair; but, bless her innocent heart, she was giving herself away all the time. Every moment was feminine.