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He scratched his chin and walked thoughtfully into the office of Miss

Marguerite Whitland

She swung round in her chair and reached for her notebook, but Bones

was not in a dictatorial ustus?"

"Sir who?" she deustus," repeated Bones

"I think it's very funny," she said

It was not the answer he expected, and instinctively she knew she had

about yourself," she said quickly "Are you going

to be a knight, Mr Tibbetts? Oh, how splendid!"

"Yes," admitted Bones, with fine indifference, "not bad, dear old eneral at twenty-two"

"Are you going back into the Army?" she asked a little hazily, and had

visions of Bones at the War Office

"I'ustus

Tibbetts--there, now I've said it!"

"Wonderful!" said the girl enthusiastically, and her eyes shone with

genuine pleasure "I didn't see it in the newspaper, or I would have

congratulated you before"

Bones shifted uneasily