"Ah!" she said, sinking back into a chair.

"Now we are, as you say, comfy, is it not so?
We can talk.

Tell me how you like la France, and what you do." Peter tried, but failed rather miserably, and the shrewd French girl noticed it easily enough.

She all but interrupted him as he talked of Abbeville and the raid.

"Mon ami," she said, "you have something on your mind.