Hough made a gesture of impatience. "Theoretically, yes, but practically, no. In your individual case, desire and gratification amount to the same. You're mighty fascinating with the ladies, Chad. Few women would refuse you, if you made an effort to have them do the reverse."
"Thank you," said Sidwell, equivocally.
His companion scowled. "Appreciation is unnecessary. I'm not even sure the remark was complimentary."
They sat a moment in silence, while the beer in their glasses grew stale.
"Suppose I were to consider marriage, as you suggest," said Sidwell at last. "What do you think would be the result? Judging from your expression, some opinion thereon is weighing heavily upon your mind."
The blonde man looked up keenly. One would hardly have recognized him as the easy-going person of a few moments before.
"It will, of course, depend entirely upon whom you choose. That's hackneyed. From the motions of straws, though, this Summer, I presume it's admissible that I jump at conclusions concerning the lady."
The other nodded.
"In that case, Chad, as surely as night follows day it'll be a failure." The blue eyes all but flashed. "Moreover, it's a hideous injustice to the girl."
Sidwell stiffened involuntarily.