By her first word of welcome she had fulfilled the part.

But this flushed, eager talk lay far beyond the scope of patriotic duty.

How could they thus converse over the body of the dead Althea?
With both of them was I indignant.
In my inmost heart I felt horribly and vulgarly jealous.

I may as well confess it.

Deeply as I had sworn blood-brotherhood with Boyce, regardless of the crimes he might or might not have committed, I could not admit him into that inner brotherhood of which Betty and I alone were members.