"Advice? You said she gave you advice? What was it?"
"Well, the advised me to get immediate leave of absence, and go home for a time. I could then have a breathing-space to decide on my future."
"Capital! Why, what a perfect little trump Louie is! Jack, my boy, that's the very thing you'll have to do."
Jack shook his head.
"Why not?"
He shook his head again.
"Well, what did you say to Louie?"
"Why, I told her that it was impossible. She insisted that it was the very thing I ought to do, and wanted to know why I wouldn't. I refused to tell, whereupon she began to coax and tease, and tease and coax, and so the end of it was, I told her."
"What was it?"
"Why, I told her I couldn't think of going away where I couldn't see her; that I would hare blown my brains out by this time if it weren't for her; and that I'd blow my brains out when I went home, if it weren't for the hope of fleeing her to-morrow."