For Glenn Kilbourne the health and happiness and success most men held so dear must have seemed impossible.

His slow, daily, tragic, and terrible task must have been something he owed himself.

Not for Carley Burch! She like all the others had failed him.

How Carley shuddered in confession of that! Not for the country which had used him and cast him off! Carley divined now, as if by a flash of lightning, the meaning of Glenn's strange, cold, scornful, and aloof manner when he had encountered young men of his station, as capable and as strong as he, who had escaped the service of the army.

For him these men did not exist.