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"It didn't look like gratitude to ratitude," declared Carley, ringingly "If women of

A to the moral

lapse of the day It oman's instinct to save the race! Always, in

every omen have sacrificed themselves to the future Not vile,

but noble! You insult both soldiers and woirls throw themselves at you?"

Morrison turned a dead white, and his mouth twisted to a distorted

checking of speech, disagreeable to see

"No, you were a slacker," went on Carley, with scathing scorn "You let

the other ine one of them

will ever marry you? All your life, Mr Morrison, you will be a

marked man--outside the pale of friendship with real Airls"

Morrison leaped up, allared at

Carley as he gathered up his hat and cane She turned her back upon him

From that moment he ceased to exist for Carley She never spoke to hiain

Next day Carley called upon her dearest friend, whom she had not seen

for some time

"Carley dear, you don't look so very well," said Eleanor, after

greetings had been exchanged