But if you do any praying over it, my girl, pray good and hard that I may discover some means for making that fellow squeal." She made no response.

He had told her so little, that it left her blindly groping, yet fearful to ask for more.

She stood gazing thoughtfully past him.
"Have you heard anything lately, Bob, about the Seventh ?" she asked, finally.

"Since--since N Troop left here ?" He answered with well-simulated carelessness.

"No; but it is most likely they are well into the game by this time.