Just the kind to make a good soldier, because you had ideals and nerve!...

Well, a selfish and weak administration could hardly be expected to keep extravagant promises to patriots.

But that the American public, as a body, should now be sick of the sight of a crippled soldier--and that his sweetheart should turn him down!--this is the hideous blot, the ineradicable shame, the stinking truth, the damned mystery!" When Pepper ended his speech, which grew more vehement toward the close, Lane could only stare at him in amaze.
"See here, Lane," added the other hastily, "pardon me for blowing up.
I just couldn't help it.

I took a shine to you--and to see you like this--brings back the resentment I've had all along.

I'm blunt, but it's just as well for you to be put wise quick.