'Lang may it bile!' she remarked unfeeling. 'Wha are ye chasm'
the nicht, Macgreegor?'
'You!' he replied more boldly than brightly.
'My! ye're gettin' quite forward-like,' she said, with that
pleasant giggle of hers.
'High time!' said he, recklessly.
After tea they went west and sat in the park. It was a lovely,
hazy evening.
'Wud ye rayther be in a pictur' hoose, Maggie?'
'What's a pictur' hoose to be compared wi' this? If Heaven's like
this, I'm prepared to dee.' With three rose-flavoured jujubes in
her mouth, she sighed and nestled against him.
In silence his arm went round her waist.
* * * * *
While waiting for the car back to camp he wrote on a picture
postcard--'Cocoanut received with thanks. I wish I was dead,'--and
dropped it into a pillar box.
About the same hour, in the billet, Willie was disposing of the
cocoa-nut by raffle, tickets one penny each.
'A queer-like present to get frae yer aunt,' said some one.
'Ay; but she's a queer-like aunt,' said Willie, pocketing the
useful sum of tenpence.
XVII
'FONDEST LOVE FROM MAGGIE'
Morning brought no letter from Christina, but at breakfast time
Macgregor received the astounding intimation that he was granted
three days' leave, the same to commence with the very next hour.
'What's the guid o' leave wi' a jaw like this?' wailed the
lop-sided William who, with several other members of the billet,
had been included in the dispensation.
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