He's got fads, though, about how we are to live, and this is one of them." He looked at the brass-tipped boots carefully.

A sudden resolve came into his face.

He turned to the girl and flushed as he spoke.

"Look here," he added, "this is the last day I'm going to wear these boots.

He's got to buy me a pair without any brass clips on them, or I'll kick." "No, it isn't the last day you're going to wear them, Carnac." "It is.