If you are really going to stay and
talk with me, do you mind if we don't discuss my husband? Just now
the subject is rather a painful one with me."
"I can quite understand that," Lessingham murmured sympathetically.
"What do you think of Captain Griffiths?" she asked, a little
abruptly.
"I have thought nothing more about him. Should I? Is he of any
real importance?"
"He is military commandant here."
Lessingham nodded thoughtfully.
"I suppose that means that he is the man who ought to be on my
track," he observed.
"I shouldn't be in the least surprised to hear that he was," Philippa
said drily. "I have told you that he came and asked about you the
other night, when he dined here. He seemed perfectly satisfied then,
but he is here again to-night to see Henry, and he never visits
anywhere in an ordinary way."
"Are you uneasy about me?" Lessingham enquired.
"I am not sure," she answered frankly. "Sometimes I am almost
terrified and would give anything to hear that you were on your way
home. And at other times I realise that you are really very clever,
that nothing is likely to happen to you, and that the place will
seem duller than ever when you do go."
"That is very kind of you," he said. "In any case, I fear that my
holiday will soon be coming to an end."
"Your holiday?" she repeated.
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