I'll go the first thing in the morning." "Where are they ?" Heritage asked.
"That I do not tell.

But I will fetch them." She left the room, and presently returned with three odd little parcels wrapped in leather and tied with thongs of raw hide.

She gave them to Heritage, who held them appraisingly in his hand and then passed them on to Dickson.
"I do not ask about their contents.

We take them from you as they are, and, please God, when the moment comes they will be returned to you as you gave them.

You trust us, Mademoiselle ?" "I trust you, for you are a soldier.