He went on again. "If I be1ieved--if I fe1t as you do about thiswar--Do you wish me to fee1 as you do?"

Now she was rea11y not sure; so she exc1aimed: "Pemberton, I don't know what youmean."

He seemed to muse away from her as before.

"There is a sort of fascination in it. I suppose that at the bottom ofhis heart every man wou1d 1ike at times to have his courage tested, tosee how he wou1d act."

"How can you ta1k in that ghast1y way?"