is in danger, as although usualy
making steel, which does not explode and is therfore a safe business, he
is now making shells, and every time it has thundered this week she has
ohserved:

"The mill!"

She refuses to be placated, although knowing that only those known to
the foremen can enter, as well as having a medal with a number on it,
and at night a Password which is new every night.

I know this, because we have this evening made up a list of Passwords
for the next week, using a magazine to get them out of, and taking
advertisements, such as Cocoa, Razers, Suspenders and so on. Not these
actualy but others like them.

We then learned them off by heart and burned the paper, as one cannot be
to carefull with a Spy in the house, even if not credited as such by my
Parents.

Have forgotten the Emblem. Must take it in.

APRIL 17TH. In camp.

Henry brought me out in the big car, as mine has a broken spring owing
to going across the field with it.

He says he has decided to help me, and that I need not watch the safe,
etcetera, at night. I therfore gave him a key to the side door, and now
feel much better. He also said not to have any of the Corps detailed to
watch William in the daytime, as he can do so, because the Familey is
now spending all day at the Red Cross.

He thinks the Password idea fine, as otherwise almost anybody could
steal a medal and get into the mill.

William seems to know that I know something, and this morning, while
opening the door for me, he said:

"I beg pardon, Miss Bab, but I see Henry is driving you today."

"It is not hard to see," I replied, in a hauty manner. It is not the
Butler's business who is driving me, and anyhow I had no intention of
any unecessary conversation with a Spy.

"Your own car being out of order, miss?"

"It is," I retorted. "As you will probably be going to the Garage,
although against orders, while Henry is out, you can see it yourself."

I then went out and sat in front in order to converce with Henry, as the
back is lonely. I looked up at the door and William was standing there,
with a very queer look on his face.

3 P. M. Mr. Schmidt is late and the Corps is practising, having now got
to K.

Luncheon was a great surprize, as at 12:45 a car apeared on the sky line
and was reported by our Sentry as aproaching rapidly.

When it came near it was seen to be driven by Carter Brooks, and to
contain several baskets, etcetera. He then dismounted a