An espionage novel set during World War I. "You think I'm brutal, dear," Conyers went on, as he patted her hand. "Remember, I've seen men killed-that's what makes the difference, Olive. Yes, I am different! We are all different, we who've tackled the job. Thomson's different. Your young man at luncheon, Geraldine-what's his name? -Granet- he's different. There's something big and serious grown up inside us, and the brute is looking out. It has to be. I'll come in later, Olive. Tell the mater I shall be home to dinner, Geraldine. The governor's waiting down at the Admiralty for me. Good-bye, girls!"
