"I don't think he cares for me in that way at all," the girl protested. "He has held himself quite aloof from me of late."
"All the more reason why your woman's pride should be piqued to make the conquest," urged Wolf.
"I have no such vulgar ambitions," was the short answer.
"Of course you haven't, child," Wolf said in serious tones. "We understand that. But we ask this of you as a brave little soldier of the Cause. It's the one big, brave thing you can do."
"I might have to let him kiss me," she said, with a frown.
"Well, he's a handsome youngster—it wouldn't poison you," laughed Catherine.
"I hate it! I think I hate every man on earth sometimes," she answered.
Wolf laughed and looked at her with quiet intensity.
"Come, dear, you can do this for the Cause we both love," Catherine urged.
"I might have to let him put his arm around me——."