THE COMING OF DAWN The road was rough, apparently little travelled, and our lively passage over it not greatly conducive to conversation.

Besides I hardly knew what to say.

The consciousness of total failure in all my plans, and the knowledge that I would be received at headquarters in anything but honor, weighed heavily upon me, yet this depression did not seal my lips half as much as the personality of the young woman at my side.

Pleasant and free as her manner had been, yet I was clearly made to realize there was a distinct limit to any familiarity.

I could not define the feeling, but it had taken possession of me, and I knew the slightest overstepping of the boundaries would result in trouble.