And in a few moments, the word had run round like fire, "The officers had gone." Hillyard stood reflecting upon the stupendous fact.

Never had he so bitterly regretted that physical disqualification which banned him from their company.

Never had he so envied Luttrell.

He was in the uttermost depression when a small, brown-gloved hand touched his arm.

He turned and saw Joan Whitworth at his side, her lovely face alive with excitement, her eyes most friendly.