It's so evident that resigning from his club means so much more to him than preventing it does to us that I felt futile when I argued; finally took a position that was brilliantly neutral.

In fact, I believe Burne thought for a while that he'd converted me." "And you say almost a third of the junior class are going to resign ?" "Call it a fourth and be safe." "Lord--who'd have thought it possible!" There was a brisk knock at the door, and Burne himself came in.

"Hello, Amory--hello, Tom." Amory rose.
"'Evening, Burne.

Don't mind if I seem to rush; I'm going to Renwick's." Burne turned to him quickly.
"You probably know what I want to talk to Tom about, and it isn't a bit private.

I wish you'd stay." "I'd be glad to." Amory sat down again, and as Burne perched on a table and launched into argument with Tom, he looked at this revolutionary more carefully than he ever had before.