“My dear old man,” he commenced, but Jack cut him short.
“Len, I’m the most miserable wretch in existence. Don’t ask me the why and the wherefore; but all is over between me and Una.”
“Impossible!” said Leonard.
“Impossible, but true,” retorted Jack. “All is over between us, and if you value our friendship you will not mention her name again.”
“But——” said Leonard.
“Enough,” said Jack. “I tell you that it is so.”
“Moss has been here again,” Leonard said.
“I don’t care.”
“But, my dear fellow——”
“I don’t care,” said Jack, stolidly. “A hundred Mosses wouldn’t matter to me now. Let him do his worst.”