“Yes, I know Inza is a beautiful girl,” confessed Walter, though he did not like the manner in which Swift had spoken.
“She’s a peach!” the soldier declared. “I’m dead smashed on her, my boy!”
“Better not be.”
“Why?”
“I don’t think she likes you very well.”
Swift flushed a little, but forced a laugh.
“That’s because I expressed my mind concerning that fellow Merriwell. I didn’t know I was touching her so hard. But for the unpleasantness of the situation, I’d stood by my statements. I never liked him. See here, is Inza in love with that duffer?”
Walter shrugged his shoulders.
“Better not let him hear you speak of him like that. I don’t know whether she is in love with him or not.”
“Well, he’s smashed on her.”