CHAPTER XLIV

Fay Goes Against Her Principles Jim Featherstone was dressing for dinner, and his valet remarked casually that he did not seem to enjoy the prospect of a function to which he had been looking forward--a reunion with old war comrades, for he was attending the annual dinner of his old regiment. "Angus, you have spoken the truth," said Jim. "I never felt less inclined to listen to patriotic speeches and emotional references to dangers shared and hardships borne." "Maybe when you've had a drink or two----" began the va…