Wasn't it good ?" "Wasn't it ?" said Winona, bravely.
"We need this kind in war, and we'll need it even more when the war is over--when he comes back." "When he comes back," echoed Winona.

And then with an irrelevance she could not control: "I'm going to a dance with him to-night." Her own eyes were dancing strangely as she declared it.
"Good thing!" said Sharon.

He looked her over shrewdly.

"Seems to me you're looking younger than you ought to," he said.
Winona pouted consciously for the first time in her hitherto honest life.
"You're looking almighty girlish," added Sharon with almost a leer, and Winona suffered a fearful apprehension that her ribs were menaced by his alert thumb.

She positively could not be nudged in public.