sometimes."

There was a laugh.

"That is true enough, Wilson; but then, you see, I married at home;
besides, I am adjutant, which sounds a lot better than subaltern."

"That may go for a good deal in the regiment," Wilson retorted, "but
I doubt if there are many women that know the difference between
an adjutant and a quartermaster. They know about colonels, majors,
captains, and even subalterns; but if you were to say that you
were an adjutant they would be simply mystified, though they might
understand if you said bandmaster. But I fancy sergeant major would
sound ever so much more imposing."

"Wilson, if you are disrespectful, I shall discover tomorrow, on
parade, that No. 3 Company wants a couple of hours' extra drill
badly, and then you will feel how grievous a mistake it is to cheek
an adjutant."

The report of those who had called at the Major's was so favorable
that curiosity was quite roused as to the new-comer, and when the
Major drove round with her the next day everyone was at home, and
the verdict on the part of the ladies was generally favorable, but
was by no means so unqualified as that of the gentlemen.

Mrs. Cromarty admitted that she was nice looking; but was critical
as to her carriage and manner. She would be admired by young officers,
no doubt, but there was too much life and animation about her, and
although she would not exactly say that she stooped, she was likely