Chapter 39

“Catagraphy?” suggested Bones, helpfully. “That means getting up two hours earlier, but I’ll do it, Ham—for your sake, sweetheart.” He dodged the book that Hamilton hurled at him. For two days Bones kept to some kind of programme. He was certainly invisible between 2 in the afternoon and 5. He was also invisible most of the other hours of the day when Hamilton wanted him. But, curiously enough, he remained very serious, and when Hamilton found him voluntarily instructing a squad in the art of bayonet fighting, it d…