14/17 But Martin was not sure of it. He meant to tread warily, lest if he stumbled, the harm should be the more complete. "No woman ever reached his heart until he came home from France this summer. No woman I believe, could have reached it--not even you, Joan, I believe, if you had met him a year ago. He was possessed by one great shame and one great longing--shame that the regiment with which he and his father were bound up, had once disgraced itself--longing for the day to come when it would recover its prestige. |