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Show CHAPTER IV The meal ended, Louise passed Sid a cup of coffee. "The Smeads," shs said idly, "asked us over for drinks." "How come?" "Just.friendly. She mentioned it at the picnic." "Engineer invitations make me sdgy." He raised his voice into falsetto."•Who will not get shot, stay from big gun.' Confucius." "He's no big gun. Just a captain." And she winked. "Ha thinks he's big. Runs interference for the Engineers, sucks up to the Colonel." "Ellen Smead," said Louise firmly, "is as sweet a person as I know, She doesn't, as you so prettily put it, suck up to anybody. She's considerate, kind, thoughtful - -" "What was she thinking of when she picked him?" "Sid|" Hs hung his head in mock humility; then reaching over he knocked the ash off his cigar. "Time to go. Must drop a voucher at the BOQ. What time at the Smeads'?" "Six." "I'll be here." And pushing back his chair, he kissed her and walked to the jeep. Driving down the hill he wondered at the disparity in the Smead household. It was nothing uncommon for a good-looking |