"Well, we chased along the roads in the moonlight at the deuce of a lick, coming round the corners on the edge of one wheel. Just imagine it! Me and that side-car, and that girl of Brown's----No more idea it was his girl----! She's only about so-size; I thought she was a kid of fifteen like one of those little brown messengers with pigtails that go trotting about the corridors, and by Jove, I tried to _tip_ her! I did! I didn't know. I hadn't any silver on me after all those tips and things in the afternoon, after we were married. I just lugged out my note-case and got out a couple of John Bradburys--the last. I stuffed 'em into her hand. 'Here, thanks awfully!' I said; 'do buy yourself a hat-pin or some sweets or something----' She did laugh! 'You won't?' I said--she stuffing them back for all she was worth. 'Oh well, sorry if I've made a break,' I said, 'can't stop to explain now--thanks awfully--Good night!' and up I legged it to the gates, holding those notes in my hand all the time.... "You know, I hadn't my papers or orders or anything! Neck, wasn't it? _I_ didn't know what on earth I was going to ask the Adjutant! Sometimes when you want a thing it's a good deal better not to ask ... just go and grab it, and explain afterwards. "Well, then I had a bit of luck. "Scurrying through the gates, I ran straight into Dashmold himself; that is the Adjutant. (A stinker on duty.) "'Ha, Awdas!' he said, 'can't stop now, the Colonel's just rung me up from his house. See you in half an hour.' "'Rightoh,' I said, and dashed ahead, thanking my lucky stars--for this only left me with our assistant adjutant, always a bit of an ass. I chased off to the orderly-room and found him. "'Hello, Awdas,' he squeaked. (Voice rather like George Clarke at the Empire; pink and white face.) "'I suppose you know there's a raid on?' I said. 'I've come for that 'bus.' He said, 'What about your papers?' I said, 'Yes, hand 'em over, that's all right. I've just this moment spoken to Dashmold.' (So I had; just said 'Rightoh' to him.) 'Those are my orders,' I said, 'in that pile there. Chuck 'em over. Thanks.' So that was _that_....