“But you couldn’t have known I was in General Northby’s Division, unless——”
“Unless what?”
“Unless you’re a witch.”
With a quick glance she read the tribute in his young eyes. It almost persuaded her that she possessed uncanny powers. She looked charmingly mysterious.
“Let us leave it at that,” she said. “Anyhow,” she added, “Lady Northby can be very useful indeed to a young officer.”
“Useful?” His cheek flushed. “But I couldn’t go to see any lady—socially—with the idea of getting things out of her. It would be awful.”
“Why?”
He met her eyes. “It’s obvious.”
She broke into pleasant laughter. “I’m so glad you said that. If you hadn’t, I should have been dreadfully disappointed.”
“But how could you have thought me capable of such a thing?”