Next moment he set them still harder, for Li Ho and the girl picked him up without ceremony and laid him, whitefaced, upon the sprawling sofa.
"Why didn't you say you had sciatica ?" asked Miss Farr, belligerently.
It seemed unnecessary to answer.
"I know it is sciatica," she went on, "because I've seen it before.

And if you had no more sense than to bathe in that pool you deserve all you've got." "It looked all right." "Oh--looked! It's melted ice--simply." "So I realized, afterwards." "You seem to do most things afterwards.

What caused it in the first place, cold ?" "The sciatica?
No--an injury." There was a slight pause.
"Was it--in the war ?" The new note in her voice did not escape Spence.
He lied promptly--too promptly.

Desire Farr was an observant young person, quite capable of drawing conclusions.
"I'm not going to be sympathetic," she said.

"That," with sudden illumination, "is probably what you ran away from.