paper—but he wasn't; he was 

, and splendid, and very, very far away from me. I seemed to look at him through glass and hear him through space. He isn't the type that could share himself with two women—I expect I got that feeling because he'd given everything to Grace.

"Pam," he said, "I'm so afraid—it's tortured me! You had a rotten dull life before I came. Will—will it seem very dreadful going back?"

"Pam," he said, "I'm so afraid—it's tortured me! You had a rotten dull life before I came. Will—will it seem very dreadful going back?"

"I always knew I should have to," I said steadily.

"I always knew I should have to," I said steadily.

"Yes," he said, "I know!"  I had never heard his voice like that.  "Pam—be honest! I didn't know how absolutely splendid you were! I thought you were just like other women!"

"Yes," he said, "I know!"  I had never heard his voice like that.  "Pam—be honest! I didn't know how absolutely splendid you were! I thought you were just like other women!"

I rose and stuck my hands in my pockets.

I rose and stuck my hands in my pockets.

"I'm all right," I answered brusquely. "I've had a top-hole time, and I'm frightfully bucked about it. Let's have a tramp."

"I'm all right," I answered brusquely. "I've had a top-hole time, and I'm frightfully bucked about it. Let's have a tramp."

He rose too, he looked ill and worried.

He rose too, he looked ill and worried.

"Pam," he said, "things may happen—out there. They do. I don't think it's necessary to break off our supposed engagement at once. It—it would be so much easier for you if you didn't. Pam—I wish to God I could undo things."

"Pam," he said, "things may happen—out there. They do. I don't think it's necessary to break off our supposed engagement at once. It—it would be so much easier for you if you didn't. Pam—I wish to God I could undo things."

"Why?" I queried starkly.

"Why?" I queried starkly.

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