"Poor devil!"
"I don't know," mused Monte. "He seemed, on the whole, rather glad that he had been able to do that much for her."
"I 'd like to meet that man some day. I have a notion there is more in him than you give him credit for, Covington."
"I doubt it."
"A man who would give up her—"
"She's the sort of woman a man would want to do his level best for," broke in Monte. "If that meant giving her up,—if the fellow felt he was n't big enough for her,—then he could n't do anything else, could he?"
"The kind big enough to consider that would be big enough for her," declared Peter.
Monte drew a quick breath.
"Do you mind repeating that?"
"I say the man really loving her who would make such a sacrifice comes pretty close to measuring up to her standard."