CHAPTER IX.

Neville looked at her with all a man’s beautiful stupidity. “Now I wonder what I said to offend her!” he mused. “What rum things girls are. Any one would have thought that she’d have been delighted at the thought of getting out of this beastly place and going back to England. Well, there’s no understanding women, even when they’re kids. I remember little Audrey Hope used to be just like that; take the huff in a moment. Little Audrey! By George! I suppose she has grown into a woman by this time. What fun we used to …