A STROLL WITH THE PADRE

'Food!' cried the Colonel, 'Food!'

But his staff were unable to tear themselves away
from the radio. Outside, a detachment marched by
to the swirl of the pipes. During the entire meal the
Army would talk of nothing but the Navy*

Rumours

Around the little French town that housed a
British Headquarters Staff a rumour was running*
Each evening, we were told, the German radio
announced with great precision, everything that had
happened in the town during the preceding day.
Information at such a speed was as surprising as it
was disturbing and the Intelligence instituted an
inquiry.

'You say that the Germans have announced that
the Headquarters of the Nth English corps is at

'That's so. And, what is more, several times!'
'It's most surprising. We've our own listeners
and they've said nothing about it. Have you heard
it yourself?'
'Well. . . . No . . . not myself. It was told to
somebody I know by an English chaplain attached
to an R.A.F. camp/
'And where is the R.A.F. camp?'
*Oh! Well, to tell you the truth, I don't know.,..
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