I don't suggest," he added, as Graham colored hotly, "that
it will make any difference. I merely feel she ought to know your
circumstances."
He was called to the telephone, and when he came back he found them
in earnest conversation. The girl turned toward him smiling.
"Graham has just told me. You are splendid, Mr. Spencer."
And afterward Clayton was forced to admit an element of sincerity
in her voice. She had had a disappointment, but she was very game.
Her admiration surprised him. He was nearer to liking her than he
had ever been.
Even her succeeding words did not quite kill his admiration for her.
"And I have told Graham that he must not let you make all the
sacrifices. Of course he is going to enlist."
She had turned her defeat into a triumph against Natalie. Clayton
knew then that she would never marry Graham. As she went out he
followed her with a faint smile of tribute.
The smile died as he turned to go up the stairs.
Natalie was in her dressing-room.
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