My tip to you is to get back to Ludd as fast as your car can take you, release Catesby, and say as little as possible to any one!" "Damn you for a Yankee!" Jenkins answered.

"You've got me cornered for the moment, and you make the most of it.

But wait till my turn comes! As for you, sir," Jenkins turned and looked me up and down with all the arrogance that nice new crossed swords on his shoulder can give a certain sort of man, "don't let me catch you trying to interfere in any Administration business, that's all!" I offered him a cigarette, grinning.

There was no sense in picking a quarrel.

No man likes to discover that a perfect stranger has overheard his intimate confessions.