Love in a Muddle
with father and mother.

He came and stood in the dazzling white path of light the searchlight made, and I saw he was an officer. I had never seen him before, but there were dozens of officers I did not know. I only met those who came to the house to play auction with father and mother.

"Please, please—make them go away," I pleaded, just like a kid surrounded by sheep or something.

"Please, please—make them go away," I pleaded, just like a kid surrounded by sheep or something.

"To signal," he said thoughtfully, "would be to invoke the wrath of the gods at once. We are nearly out of the boundary. They can see I am an officer, they can probably see also who I am."  The light remained unwaveringly upon us the whole time he was speaking.  "If the gentleman behind them could be persuaded to believe we are but a couple of harmless lovers! I dare not wave or anything, because, although I am attached to the joy-spot, they might not recognise me; the sparkling intelligence behind the guns would immediately take it for the arranged signal to a sporty submarine. Would it annoy you fearfully if I made an effort, by exhibition, to show that we are harmless lovers who shun the light of publicity now being shed upon us? It is the only thing I can think of to persuade them to transfer their attentions."  His voice sounded bored and mocking, and I thought he must be an elderly man.

"To signal," he said thoughtfully, "would be to invoke the wrath of the gods at once. We are nearly out of the boundary. They can see I am an officer, they can probably see also who I am."  The light remained unwaveringly upon us the whole time he was speaking.  "If the gentleman behind them could be persuaded to believe we are but a couple of harmless lovers! I dare not wave or anything, because, although I am attached to the joy-spot, they might not recognise me; the sparkling intelligence behind the guns would immediately take it for the arranged signal to a sporty submarine. Would it annoy you fearfully if I made an effort, by exhibition, to show that we are harmless lovers who shun the light of publicity now being shed upon us? It is the only thing I can think of to persuade them to transfer their attentions."  His voice sounded bored and mocking, and I thought he must be an elderly man.

"Please," I said, "please make them go away."

"Please," I said, "please make them go away."

He moved to 
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