"To keep him from finding out that he'd pleased her, she turned on the hard, narrow seat to glance behind her. Sure enough, a picnic basket was wedged into the narrow space. Tentatively she lifted the lid, and the scent of fried chicken tantalized her. She couldn't help an appreciative little "ummmm," even though she was annoyed that Major Halliday had been so confident of her response to his invitation. Caleb grinned. "So you like chicken, do you? You'd better watch out, Lily Chalmers--before you know it, I'll know all your deepest secrets." Lily turned again and looked straight ahead at the rutted trail that led off into the countryside. The major's remark had given her the most unnerving feeling of intimacy. "You are too sure of yourself, sir," she replied stiffly. "We'll see about that," he answered. Lily"