familiar from a stranger and a younger man like himself. He supposed he ought not to have spoken of Chev by his first name. Gee, what sticklers they were! Wouldn’t his family—dad and mother and Nancy—have fairly lapped up any messages from him, even if they had been delivered a bit awkwardly? However, he added, as a concession to their point of view, “But of course, you’ll have had later news of Captain Sherwood.”
To which, after a pause, Lady Sherwood responded, “Oh, yes,” in that remote and colourless voice which might have meant anything or nothing.
At this point dinner was announced.
Lady Sherwood drew her husband away from the empty fireplace, and Gerald slipped his arm through the Virginian’s, saying pleasantly, “I’m learning to carry on fairly well at St. Dunstan’s, but I confess I still like to have a pilot.”
To look at the tall young fellow beside him, whose scarred face was so reminiscent of Chev’s untouched good looks, who had known all the immense freedom of the air, but who was now learning to carry on in the dark, moved Skipworth Carey to generous homage.
“You know my saying I’m glad to meet you isn’t just American,” he said half shyly, but warmly. “It’s plain English, and the straight truth. I’ve wanted to meet you awfully. The oldsters are always holding up your glorious exploits to us newcomers. Withers never gets tired telling about that fight of yours with the four enemy planes. And besides,” he rushed on eagerly, “I’m glad to have a chance to tell Chev’s brother—Captain Sherwood’s brother, I mean—what I think of him. Only as a matter of fact, I can’t,” he broke off with a laugh. “I can’t put it exactly into words, but I tell you I’d follow that man straight into hell and out the other side—or go there alone if he told me to. He is the finest chap that ever flew.”
And then he felt as if a cold douche had been flung in his face, for after a moment’s pause, the other returned, “That’s awfully good of you,” in a voice so distant and formal that the Virginian could have kicked himself. What an ass he was to be so darned enthusias-
