"Yes. But I was shot twice through one leg—it's about all I can do to walk now."
Following his easy laugh, a little silence ensued. Helen's green eyes seemed to narrow and concentrate on Lane. d**k Swann inhaled a deep draught of his cigarette, then let the smoke curl up from his lips to enter his nostrils. Mackay rather uneasily shifted his feet. And Bessy Bell gazed with wonderful violet eyes at Lane.
"Oh! You were shot !" she whispered.
"Yes," replied Lane, and looked directly at her, prompted by her singular tone. A glance was enough to show Lane that this very young girl was an entirely new type to him. She seemed to vibrate with intensity. All the graceful lines of her body seemed strangely instinct with pulsing life. She was bottled lightning. In a flash Lane sensed what
