Alpha Book

"Isn't this comfortable? Is
there anything you don't fancy about it? If there is, tell me frankly."
"Little sister," he said, imprisoning both her hands, "it is a
paradise--but I don't intend to come here and squat on my relatives, and
I won't!"
"Philip! You are common!"
"Oh, I know you and Austin _think_ you want me."
"Phil!"
"All right, dear. I'll--it's awfully generous of you--so I'll pay you a
visit--for a little while."
"You'll live here, that's what you'll do--though I suppose you are
dreaming and scheming to have all sorts of secret caves and queer places
to yourself--horrid, grimy, smoky bachelor quarters where you can behave
_sans-facon_."
"I've had enough of _sans-facon_" he said grimly. "After shacks and
bungalows and gun-boats and troopships, do you suppose this doesn't look
rather heavenly?"
"Dear fellow!" she said, looking tenderly at him; and then under her
breath: "What a ghastly life you have led!"
But he knew she did not refer to the military portion of his life.


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