"As she sat down in one of the stiff mahogany chairs, Sara cast one of her quick looks about her. "I don't like it, papa," she said. "But then I dare say soldiers--even brave ones--don't really going into battle." Captain Crewe laughed outright at this. He was young and full of fun, and he never tired of hearing Sara's queer speeches. "Oh, little Sara," he said. "What shall I do when I have no one to say solemn things to me? No one else is as solemn as you are." "But why do solemn things make you laugh so?" inquired Sara. "Because you are such fun when you say them," he answered, laughing still more."