Scarcely had we left the house when his spirits began to lift, and he rippled into laughter.
"Really, Frank, it is strange, but I do not feel frightened and depressed any more, and the people don't boo and hiss at me.

Is it not dreadful the way they insult the fallen ?" "We are not going to talk about it," I said; "we are going to talk of victories and not of defeats." "Ah, Frank, there will be no more victories for me." "Nonsense," I cried; "now where are we going ?" "Some quiet place where I shall not be known." "You really would not like the Cafe Royal ?" I asked.

"Nothing will happen to you, and I think you would probably find that one or two people would wish you luck.

You have had a rare bad time, and there must be some people who understand what you have gone through and know that it is sufficient punishment for any sin." "No, Frank," he persisted, "I cannot, I really cannot." At length we decided on a restaurant in Great Portland Street.

We drove there and had a private room.
I had two purposes in me, springing from the one root, the intense desire to help him.