Nelly said nothing.

Her little face showed very white in the gathering shadows.

He went on.
'There was a Second Lieutenant in our battalion, an awfully handsome boy--heir to a peerage I think.

But he couldn't get a commission quick enough to please him when the war broke out, so he just enlisted--oh! of course they've given him a commission long ago.

But his great friend was a young miner, who spoke broad Northumberland, a jolly chap.