Ten minutes later I emerged from Ferguson's bath and walked into his
dressing-room. Ferguson had arrived.
"Hello!" he said. "Been having a bath? Good!"
I winced at the word; then I smiled bravely and started to dress--for
the fourth time.
* * *
It was eleven o'clock when I got back to camp, and I found to my
surprise that the Mess had been moved from the tent to the new hut.
"Hello!" they said, "how do you like the new quarters?"