remained. Many of the other large houses were prostituted to base uses. Dingy curtains hung at their windows, dingy because of the smoke from the great furnaces and ra

ots, had abandoned the building, and it had become a garage. The penitentiary had been moved outside the city limits, an

ndfather, to which he had retired on Howard's marriage. How strangely commonplace they were now, in the full light of da

mother's good-humored tolerance of it. She herself had accepted it, although unwillingly, but she knew, rather vaguely, that the Lily Cardew who had go

theory that no price was too great to pay for peace. But she wondered, as she stood there, if

everybody gets down and lets him walk on them. If everybody lets a man use them as doormats, y

yourself!"

fully. He had an en

day be heard in the land. Sometimes I feel the elements of greatness in

ty through the smoke of his pipe, and

rade grounds, or past the bayonet school, with its rows of tripods upholding imitation enemies made of sacks stuffed with hay, and showing signs of mortal inj

our best for your co

for it. I don't want to be a hero, but I'd like

hut, with his head on a tabl

. She was back in her g

flected, as she went down the stairs

le Castle was unpacking under her supervision. The

cried Mademoiselle. "You, who hav

efly. "Mademoiselle, what am I

Dance, and meet nice young men. You are to make your debut

, have I? I'd forgotten people did such things. Please

objected when the maid had gone. "And it is not

en't developed a spinal curvature yet." She kissed Mademoiselle's perplexed face lightly. "Don't get to worrying about

Mademoiselle,

d with a mad desire to

awkward but industrious labors with a needle,

ws about Aunt El

e, shortly. "They are here now, in

other s

ertain

Aunt Elinor's husband. She i

oiselle, "and a distinguished family. Position. Wealth

er? I don't quite beli

subject for a

sure I would bite a man who struck me, but-suppose I loved him terribly-" her voice trailed off. "You see, dear, I have seen a

carefully c

Ellen of a young man. Is

y Lily

u're afraid I'm in love with Willy Cameron. Don't you know

tal?" persiste

ly sensitive about not getting in the army, and he is perfectly sweet and kind, and as brutal as a June breeze. You'd better tell mother. And you can tell her

asked. Mademoiselle,

. The people in between. He is rather oratorical ab

y, which invested money in industries and drew out rich returns, while providing employment for the many; and of the employees of the magnates, who had recently shown strong tendencie

ly, suddenly. "I have a

ging through the drawers of her dressing table. S

a Red Cross uniform, bending over a low fie

made thousands of them. We used to talk about opening a shop somewhere, Cardew and Cameron. He said my name would be f

serio

Mademoiselle's face L

e the ones in France, and sit behind a high desk and count

be a good girl,

grandfather use me for

il

t he doesn't own me, body and soul. And i

nd turn it over in her shrewd, troubled mind. Was there anything she could have don

g to smile, "do you propose to asse

ameron to come here to see me. To dinner. And as he is sure not to have any evening clothes, for one night in their lives the Cardew men are goi

at once. And there was a look in Lily's face when she ment

e lived in t

earning twenty-five dollars a week in the Eagle Pharmacy, and serving the plain people pe

e had come a death-like hush. In the lower hall the footman was hanging