"Then we'll do our best to pull him up—together. But it's a secret, mind you!"
"Oh, Gee—" she began again.
"A secret, remember! Good-bye!"
He held out his hand. She clasped it swiftly.
"By golly, Major—you're—" she exclaimed rapturously.
"That'll do!" he answered. "Good-bye."
"I wonder what he really is?" he asked himself, when the girl had gone. "Sound at heart or—?"
"Well, I'll spare him for a bit," he decided. "Till he really does kick over the traces."
But something soon altered that resolution.
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