Helen had jilted him for such young men as these.

So in the feeling of the moment it cost him nothing to thrill and fascinate these girls with the story of how he had been shot through the leg.

It pleased him to see Helen's green eyes dilate, to see Bessy Bell shudder.

Presently Lane turned to speak to the supercilious Swann.
"I didn't have the luck to run across you in France!" he queried.
"No.

I didn't go," replied Swann.
"How was that?
Didn't the draft get you ?" "Yes.