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 Do you know what I said then?

"Ann," I said, "I love you." Yes, I did, right out that way.

"Oh, Billy, do you still?" She seemed glad about it. "Are you sure you do? Let me go!"

But I didn't just then. She's such a little bit of a thing.

"But, Ann," I called, as she was leaving the room, "wouldn't it have been awful if we had won the—the game to-day?"

Ann turned at the door and looked at me. "You're very unpatriotic," she said. Then she hurried off down the hall.

The rest of the team are singing down in the banquet-room, and I am up here in a dreary hotel room, stretched out on a sofa, with my right foot in a bandage, and I'm glad of it. Sometimes it throbs like the dickens. Let it throb.