Look at poor Bill Merston's wife! When she came out, she was as pretty and as sweet as a little wild rose.

And now--well, it gives you the heartache to look at her." "Does it ?" said Burke grimly.

"She doesn't affect me that way.

If I were in Merston's place,--well, she wouldn't look like that for long." "Wouldn't she though ?" Kelly looked at him with interest.

"You always were a goer, old man.