'I cannot wait to be in action again,' said Daniel.

'The French will be happy to oblige you, I'm sure.'

'His Grace tells me that we'll head for the Moselle.'

'Then that is what we will do,' said Cardonnel impassively.

'I had the feeling that it was only part of the overall plan.'

'Did you?'

'It's not ambitious enough for our captain-general.'

'His Grace has never been allowed to give full vent to his ambition,' said Cardonnel carefully, 'or we'd have made greater progress against the French by now. Our allies are too cautious, especially the Dutch. It must be in their nature.'

'It's not in my nature,' Daniel told him, 'and my mother was Dutch. I've always favoured direct attack that stops just short of recklessness. I suppose I get that from my father.'

'Then he must have been a very brave man.'

'He was, sir.'

Daniel could see that he would learn nothing more about the plan of campaign. Cardonnel was far too discreet. On another subject, Daniel hoped, he might be forthcoming. He fished anew.

'I was pleased to see Her Grace, the Duchess, here today.'

'Force of habit,' said Cardonnel easily. 'It's happened so many times now. Each year they endure the same leave- taking.'

'Not quite the same,' noted Daniel. 'I fancy I saw reluctance for the first time, as if the Duchess were unhappy to be here.'

'Parting with one's husband for several months is never an occasion for happiness. Courage and understanding are required. The Duchess has borne her husband's long absences with equanimity.'

'Yet she seemed almost frosty today.'

'It's a cold wind, Daniel.' 'I was referring to her manner.'