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"It's nothing," said Paul

"You feel," said Dawes

Paul tried with his fingers It made little dents

"H'm!" he said

"Rotten, isn't it?" said Dawes

"Why? It's nothing s"

"I can't see as it ot a weak chest"

He returned to his own bed

"I suppose the rest of ht

In the rey and shaggy and dis hiave him a wicked pleasure to do it

The two men were at the station Clara stepped out of the train, and ca the platfor coat and a tweed hat Both men hated her for her composure Paul shook hands with her at the barrier Daas leaning against the bookstall, watching His black overcoat was buttoned up to the chin because of the rain He was pale, with almost a touch of nobility in his quietness He caht to look better than this," she said

"Oh, I'ht now"