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 I'm not going to Lady Sachse's alone, looking as if I couldn't catch a man to escort me, under the eyes of half the French house of peers If they've got a house of peers You don't catch me No fear!" she mimicked his creaky voice. "You can go away as soon as you've shown yourself as my escort

"But, good God!" Perowne cried out, "that's just what I mustn't do. Campion said that if he heard any more of my being seen about with you he would have me sent back to my beastly regiment. And my beastly regiment is in the trenches You don't see me in the trenches, do you?"

"I'd rather see you there than in my own room," Sylvia said. "Any day!"

"Ah, there you are!" Perowne exclaimed with animation. "What guarantee have I that if I do what you want I shall bask in your smile as you call it? I've got myself into a most awful hole, bringing you here without any papers. You never told me you hadn't any papers. General O'Hara, the P.M., has raised a most awful strafe about it And what have I got for it Not the ghost of a smile And you should see old O'Hara's purple face Someone woke him from his afternoon nap to report to him about your heinous case and he hasn't recovered from the indigestion yet Besides, he hates Tietjens Tietjens is always chipping away at his military police  O'Hara's lambs

Sylvia was not listening, but she was smiling a slow smile at an inward thought. It maddened him.

"What's your game?" he exclaimed. "Hell and hounds, what's your game You can't have come