ll Captain Fraser here, and three of my days are gone already.
Besides, I want you to awfully."

Mrs. Vincent looked at his face, which for all its brightness was worn
and deep-lined, and her compassionate motherly heart was stirred.

"Of course we'll come. We want to see you and to hear about your
experiences."

"Oh, bully!" cried Barry. "I shall always remember how good you are to
me to-night."

He was overflowing with excitement.

"Oh, this is great, Neil. It's like having a bit of the old battalion
here to see you again."

While waiting for their orders to be filled at the supper table, Captain
Neil turned suddenly to Barry and said, "What's all this about a train
wreck and the gallant O. C. train?"

"Yes, and this rescuing of men from burning cars," exclaimed Phyllis.

"And knocking out insubordinates."

"And being mentioned in despatches."

"And receiving cheers at the station."

"Now where did you get all that stuff?" inquired Barry.

"Why, all London is ringing with it," said Captain Neil.

"Nonsense," said Barry; "who's been stuffing you?"

"Well," said Phyllis, "we came across your sergeant to-day in the
hospital. Such a funny man."

"Who? Fatty Matthews?" asked Barry, turning to Captain Neil.

"Yes, it was Fatty," said Captain Neil, "and if you had your rights by
his account, you ought to be in command at this moment of an army corps
at the very least. But you were O. C. leave train, were you not?"

"Yes, to my dismay I was made O. C., but I met a chap, Captain Courtney,
a very decent fellow, my adjutant, and made him carry on."

"My word, that was a stroke!"

"We had a wreck, a ghastly affair it was, though it might have been a
lot worse. The R. A. M. C. people did magnificently, and the men behaved
awfully well, so that we managed to get through."

"And what about the O. C.?" inquired Captain Neil.

"Oh, nothing special. He just saw that the others carried on. Now tell
me about you people. What have you been doing and what are you going to
do?"

"Well, 'we're here, because we're here,'" chanted Captain Neil.

"And why didn't you send me word as to your movements?" said Barry.
"What hours of agony you would have spared me!"

"But I did," replied Phyllis. "I sent you our town address and told you
everything."

"Now isn't that rotten!" exclaimed Barry. "Never mind, I've found you,
and now what's the programme?"

"Well," cried Captain Neil with great enthusiasm, "we are all off