“I think you must be mistaken, miss.”  He then hamered for some time.  When he was through he climbed out and said:  “There’s to much Spy talk going on, to my thinking, miss.  And anyhow, what would a Spy be after in this house?”

“Well,” I observed, in an indignant manner, for I am sensative and hate to have my word doubted, “as my father is in a business which is now War Secrets and nothing else, I can understand, if you can’t.”

He then turned on the engine and made a terrable noise, to see if hitting on all cylinders.  When he shut it off I told him about William spending a half hour in the Garage the day before.  Although calm before he now became white with anger and said: 

“Just let me catch him sneaking around here, and I’ll—­what’s he after me for anyhow?  I haven’t got any Milatary Secrets.”

I then sugested that we work together, as I felt sure William was after my father’s blue prints and so on, which were in the Dispach Case in the safe at night.  He said he was not a Spy-catcher, but if I caught William at any nonsense I might let him know, and if he put a padlock on the outside of his door and mother saw it and raised a fuss, I could stand up for him.

I agreed to do so.

10 P. M. Doctor Connor called this evening, to bring Sis a pattern for a Surgicle Dressing.  They spent to hours in the Library looking at it.  Mother is rather upset, as she thinks a Doctor makes a poor husband, having to be out at night and never able to go to Dinners owing to baby cases and so on.

She said this to father, but I heard her and observed: 

“Mother, is a doctor then to have no Familey life, and only to bring into the world other people’s children?”

She would usualy have replied to me, but she merely sighed, as she is not like herself, being worried about father.

She beleives that my Father’s Life is in danger, as although usualy making steel, which does not explode and is therfore a safe business, he is now making shells, and every time it has thundered this week she has ohserved: 

“The mill!”

She refuses to be placated, although knowing that only those known to the foremen can enter, as well as having a medal with a number on it, and at night a Password which is new every night.

I know this, because we have this evening made up a list of Passwords for the next week, using a magazine to get them out of, and taking advertisements, such as Cocoa, Razers, Suspenders and so on.  Not these actualy but others like them.

We then learned them off by heart and burned the paper, as one cannot be to carefull with a Spy in the house, even if not credited as such by my Parents.

Have forgotten the Emblem.  Must take it in.

April 17th.  In camp.

Henry brought me out in the big car, as mine has a broken spring owing to going across the field with it.