"Now I have had it all and lost it, lost it through my own fault, and there doesn't seem to be anything left worth fighting for."
There was a long silence. At length, Beatrix rose.
"Sidney," she said, as she slowly held out both hands to him; "shall we fight side by side for a little longer?"
CHAPTER TEN
"I've manufactured a new definition of happiness," Sally said to Bobby Dane, six months later.
"What now?"
"Think with the mob."
"Who has rubbed you the wrong way, this time?" Bobby queried unsympathetically.