"Tell Dunbar he went to the left," a voice was saying. "The left!

They'll lose him yet."

"Joey!"

"Hello," said Joey's voice. He considered that he was speaking very

loud, but it was hardly more than a whisper. "That wasn't your father,

was it? The old boy couldn't jump and run like that."

"Are you hurt?"

He coughed a little, a gurgling cough that rather startled himself. But

he was determined to be a man.

"No. I just lay down here for a nap. Who was it that jumped?"

"My cousin Rudolph. Do you think I can help you into the house?"

"I'll walk there myself in a minute. Unless your cousin Rudolph--" His

head dropped back on her arm. "I feel sort of all in." His voice trailed

off.

"Joey!"

"Lemme alone," he muttered. "I'm the first casualty in the American

army! I--" He made a desperate effort to speak in a man's voice, but the

higher boyish notes of sixteen conquered. "They certainly gave us hell

to-night. But we're going to build again; me and--Clayton Spen--"

All at once he was very still. Anna spoke to him and, that failing, gave

him a frantic little shake. But Joey had gone to another partnership

beyond the stars.




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