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"'A Daniel come to judgment," said Pennell. "Padre, I didn't know you had it in you." "A Solomon," said Julie mischievously. "A Peter Graham," said Miss Raynard. "I always knew he had more sense in his little finger than all the rest of you in your heads." Donovan sighed from the depths of the chair. "Graham," he said, "for Heaven's sake remember those..." Julie clapped her hand over his mouth.
"Have a sandwich?" "Thanks," she said as she took it; "but why didn't you bring two cups?" "Why?" he asked. She nodded towards a corner and there was Julie, wedged in between people, and refusing tea from a subaltern. "She expects you to bring it," said Miss Raynard. Peter looked puzzled, "Where's Donovan?" he said. "I thought she came in with him." The girl smiled.
You can't deny that, since you've said it twice. Praises be, here is tea. Come on; come on, Tommy. Oh, Tommy, this is the Very Reverend Peter Graham. Mr. Graham, this is one Raynard, commonly known as Tommy, my half-section, so try to be polite." There was a general movement, and Peter shook hands as he got up. The other girl struck him at once as a good sort.
"Ah, thanks!" said Pennell; "that will be jolly, though some people I know seem to get on well enough without it. So long. See you later, padre." He avoided Julie's flung cushion and stepped through the door. Miss Raynard got up. "We ought to get a move on too, my dear," she said to Julie. "Oh, not yet," protested Donovan. "Let's have some bridge. There are just four of us."
"Thanks," said Miss Raynard, and they all made a move. "It's deuced dark," said Donovan. "Here, let me. I'll go first with a candle so that you shan't miss the duck-boards." He passed out, Tommy Raynard after him. Peter stood back to let Julie pass, and as she did so she said: "You're very glum and very polite to-night, Solomon. What's the matter?" "Am I?" said Peter; "I didn't know it.
The first necessity was to collect the necessary forces, and for this reason Jeanne came to Bourges, where she was lodged in one of the great houses of the city, that of Raynard de Bouligny, conseiller de roi, and his wife, Marguerite, one of the Queen's ladies.
"I'm game; but where are we going?" "I suggest Travalini's, padre," said Donovan. "Not for me;" said Miss Raynard; "it's too public and you seem to forget, Captain' Donovan, that we are forbidden to dine with officers." "Nobody is likely to give us away, Tommy," said Miss Gamelyn. "I'm not going to take the risk in uniform. Let's go to a quiet hotel, or else to some very French place.
"And what in the world is the Rubicon?" "Materially, to-night, it's the railway-line between his camp and the hospital," said Tommy Raynard. "What else it is I'll leave him to decide." She held out her hand, and Peter saw a quizzical look on her face. He turned rather hopelessly to Julie. "I say," he said, "didn't you know it was my afternoon at the hospital?"
Miss Raynard was enthusiastic, and he gathered they had been trained together in Pietermaritzburg, but lived somewhere on the coast, where there was tennis all the year and moonlight bathing picnics in the season, and excellent river boating. He could not catch the name, but it was not too far from Durban.
Donovan looked across at him. "Still waters run deep," he said. "I don't know, but excuse me!" He had been sitting next Julie and opposite Miss Raynard, but he was now on his feet and begging her to change places with him. She consented, laughing, and did so, but Julie pretended to be furious. "I won't have it. You're a perfect beast, Tommy. Captain Donovan, I'll never come out with you again.
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