She is no fool, and you'll find it out, Isabel, if you try to argue her down--" "I shouldn't dream of arguing with such a child!" "Well, all I know is Ferrier seemed to admire her performance." Mrs.Fotheringham paused a moment, then said, with harsh intensity: "Men have not the same sense of responsibility." "You mean their brains are befogged by a pretty face ?" "They don't put non-essentials aside, as we do.

A girl like that, in love with what she calls 'glory' and 'prestige,' is a dangerous and demoralizing influence.

That glorification of the Army is at the root of half our crimes!" Mrs.Fotheringham's pale skin had flushed till it made one red with her red hair.

Lady Niton looked at her with mingled amusement and irritation.

She wondered why men married such women as Isabel Fotheringham.