"Well, what of it ?" Kenny struck himself fiercely on the forehead, wondering if the word had pleased and not provoked him.

The possibility shocked him into fresh courage.

He said everything that was on his mind with deadly quietness and an air of fixed purpose.

Then he picked up his megaphone and started for the door.
"Adam," he said, "I've told you the truth, so help me God, in an hour of practice.

Now, you can practice facing facts." And he was gone.
He was courageous and persistent, with the thought of Joan always spurring him to further effort.