Aylmer Ross?'
'I am. And I know you quite well by your photograph,' he said in exactly
Aylmer's pleasant, casual voice. 'You were a great friend of my
father's, weren't you?'
'Yes. Where are you now?'
He was at Aldershot, but was in town on leave.
'And where's your father?'
'Didn't you know? My father's at the front. He's coming over on leave,
too, in a fortnight.'
'Really? And are you still at Jermyn Street?'
'Oh yes. Father let his house for three years, but we've come back
again. Jolly little house, isn't it?'
'Very. And I hope we shall see you both,' said Edith conventionally.
The boy bowed, smiled and walked away so quickly that Archie had no time
for the salute he had prepared.
He was wonderfully like Aylmer.
Edith was curiously pleased and excited about this little incident.
CHAPTER VII
Madame Frabelle and Bruce arrived at Waterloo in good time for the 11.10
train, which Bruce had discovered in the ABC.
They wished to know where it started, but nobody appeared interested in
the subject. Guards and porters, of whom they inquired, seemed surprised
at their questions and behaved as if they regarded them as signs of
vulgar and impertinent curiosity.
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