FROM THE FRONT.
"Hurrah!" I said, "I've got a letter from the Front."
"Well done!" said Francesca. "Who's it from?"
"From Walter. It's not a very long one."
"That doesn't matter a bit. The great thing is to have one from the Front, even if it's only to thank you for a pair of socks."
"Mine's better than that," I said. "It runs into nearly two pages."
"Yes," she said, "but it doesn't tell you much, now does it?"
"No, to tell you the truth it doesn't. They're under an honourable obligation, you know, not to reveal things."
"Poor boys! It isn't much a Second-Lieutenant could reveal, is it. There's nothing said in your letter about Sir Douglas Haig having called Walter up to Headquarters——"
"You mustn't say Headquarters; you must say G.H.Q. if you want to impress people."