"It is what I came from, after all. It is my class."
"Your class?" she repeated, laughing and sobbing together with her arms on my shoulders. "There's nobody else in the whole world in your class, Ben."
CHAPTER XXVIII
IN WHICH SALLY STOOPS
A week or two later the General stopped me as I was leaving his office.
"I don't like the look of you, Ben. What's the matter?"
"My head has been troubling me, General. It's been splitting for a week, and I can't see straight."
"You've thought too much, that's the mischief. Why not cut the whole thing and go West with me to-morrow in my car? I'll be gone for a month."
"It's out of the question. A man who is over head and ears in debt oughtn't to be spinning about the country in a private car."