A one cylinder activity is not a conspicuous success." "I should have remembered your arm," said Diane quickly.

"Does it pain much ?" "A little," admitted Philip.

"Do you know," he added guilelessly, "this is a spot for singularly vivid dreams.

Last night, for instance, exceedingly gentle and skillful hands slit my shirt sleeve with a pair of scissors and bathed my shoulder with something that stung abominably, and somehow I fancied I was laid up in a hospital and didn't have to fuss in the least, for my earthly affairs were in the hands of a nurse who was very deft and businesslike and beautiful.

I could seem to hear her giving orders in a cool, matter-of-fact way, and once I thought there was some slight objection to leaving her alone--and she stamped her foot.