Helen's green eyes narrowed and gleamed.
"Yes, Dare's handsomer than ever," she said.

"And to give the devil his due he's _finer_ than ever.

Too damn fine for this crowd!...

But what's the use--" she broke off.
"Yes, poor Dare Lane!" sighed Elinor.

"Dare deserves much from all of us, not to mention _you_.