“Toinette said you wished to see me.”
“We are going to-night. I had to come and bid you au revoir!”
“Is the company returning?”
“So I hear the quartermaster says. Are you glad?”
“Yes, I am glad. One doesn’t like to lose friends.”
“You regard me as a friend, Jeanne?”
“Pour sûr,” she replied simply.
“Then you don’t mind my calling you Jeanne?” said he.
“What does it matter? There are graver questions at stake in the world.”
She crossed the kitchen and opened the yard door which Doggie had closed behind him. Meeting a query in his glance, she said: