I also was concerned in the conspiracy for your welfare.' 'Go to the devil--oh, send Binkie in here.' The little dog entered on elastic feet, riotous from having been made much of all the evening.

He had helped to sing the choruses; but scarcely inside the studio he realised that this was no place for tail-wagging, and settled himself on Dick's lap till it was bedtime.
Then he went to bed with Dick, who counted every hour as it struck, and rose in the morning with a painfully clear head to receive Torpenhow's more formal congratulations and a particular account of the last night's revels.
'You aren't looking very happy for a newly accepted man,' said Torpenhow.
'Never mind that--it's my own affair, and I'm all right.

Do you really go ?' 'Yes.

With the old Central Southern as usual.

They wired, and I accepted on better terms than before.' 'When do you start ?' 'The day after to-morrow--for Brindisi.' 'Thank God.' Dick spoke from the bottom of his heart.
'Well, that's not a pretty way of saying you're glad to get rid of me.
But men in your condition are allowed to be selfish.' 'I didn't mean that.