George laughed aloud.
"An ally that can't escape! Driggs is a witness. We'll hold that fine democracy of the Argonne over your head forever."
"You see," Wandel drawled, "that was bound to fail, because it was based on the ridiculous assumption that every man that fought was good and great."
"I fancy," George said, "we're commencing to find out why we went to war—To appreciate the world's and our own astigmatism."
As they walked back to the little house in Dickinson Street, Bailly tried to express something.
"I guess," he managed, "that I'll have to call it square, George."
"I'm glad," George said, quickly, "but you must give some of the credit to Lambert Planter's sister."
He smiled happily, wistfully.
"You know she's the most useful socialist of you all."
After a time he said under his breath: