"Georgie"
ing to watch the match. You'd enjoy it and forget my danger." He laughed and held her hands in his, bending to kiss her. She drew back.
"Georgie—what time does the train leave to-morrow?"
"Twelve o'clock. Lunch on the train. Kick-off at three"; he beamed with delight at the idea. "If this weather holds, it'll be a ripping game. We'll give those mountaineers beans."
"Of course," Diana flushed a little. "Georgie—if you don't start till midday—it's only three hours run across—why do you go to-night? Can't you stay and have early breakfast? You could start at half-past seven and have heaps of time."
He shook his head.
"Near thing," said he. "Too much a touch and go. I should like to stay awfully, but I couldn't leave it so late. Too risky. If I missed the train, I should let the team down and ten to one lose my place in the county altogether. It's sixty miles, you know."
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