8/45 "That's just what I am wanting to tell you." Francis laughed. "Have you been cashiered or shot or something ?" "I mean that I wrote and resigned my commission yesterday," said Michael. "If you had dined with me last night--as, by the way, you promised to do--I should have told you then." Francis got up and leaned against the chimney-piece. He was conscious of not thinking this abrupt news as important as he felt he ought to think it. That was characteristic of him; he floated, as Michael had lately told him, finding the world an extremely pleasant place, full of warm currents that took you gently forward without entailing the slightest exertion. |