“Nixy. Two's company and you know what three is.”
“Oh, come on! Mrs. Gleason will be glad to see you.”
“Well, I suppose I might,” assented Tom, who, truth to tell, did not relish spending the evening alone.
Bessie and her mother had, of late, been assigned as Red Cross workers to a hospital in the environs of Paris, and ant times they could come into the city for a rest. They maintained a modest apartment not far from the hotel where Tom and Jack had put up, and soon the two lads found themselves at the place where their friends lived.
“Oh, I'm so glad you both came!” exclaimed Bessie as she greeted them. “We have company and—”
“Company!” exclaimed Jack, drawing back.
“Yes, the dearest, most delightful girl you ever—”
“Girl!” exclaimed Tom.
“Yes. But come on in and meet her. I'm sure you'll both fall in love with her.”
Jack was on the point of saying something, but thought better of it, and a moment later, to the great surprise of himself and Torn, they were facing Nellie Leroy.