"I don't see my way. Then, again, you must know that I've been trying to see if it wouldn't be the wisest thing for me to make the best of my situation." "Certainly it would, if you cannot possibly get out of it." "But, you see, for a fellow like me it may be best not to get out of it. You see, after all, I like her very well. She's an awfully fine woman--splendid action. I've been round there ever so much; we've always been deuced thick; and she's got a kind of way with her that a fellow like me can't resist. And, then, it's time for me to begin to think of settling down. I'm getting awfully old. I'll be twenty-three next August. And then, you know, I'm so deuced hard up. I've got to the end of my rope, and you are aware that the sheriff is beginning to be familiar with my name. Yes, I think for the credit of the regiment I'd better take the widow. She's got thirty thousand pounds, at least." "And a very nice face and figure along with it," said I, encouragingly. "That's a fact, or else I could never have mistaken her for poor little Louie, and this wouldn't have happened. But, if it had only been little Louie--well, well; I suppose it must be, and perhaps it's the best thing." "If it had been Louie," said I, with new efforts at encouragement, "it wouldn't have been any better for you." "No; that's a fact. You see, I was never so much bothered in my life. I don't mind an ordinary scrape; but I can't exactly see my way out of this." "You'll have to break the news to Miss Phillips." "And that's not the worst," said Jack, with a sigh that was like a groan. "Not the worst? What can be worse than that?" "My dear boy, you have not begun to see even the outside of the peculiarly complicated nature of my present situation. There are other circumstances to which all these may be playfully represented as a joke." "Well, that is certainly a strong way of putting it." "Couldn't draw it mild--such a situation can only be painted in strong colors. I'll tell you in general terms what it is. I can't go into particulars. You know all about my engagement to Miss Phillips. I'm awfully fond of her--give my right hand to win hers, and all that sort of thing, you know. Well, this is going to be hard on her, of course, poor thing! especially as my last letters have been more tender than common. But, old chap, that's all nothing. There's another lady in the case!" "What!" I cried, more astonished than ever. Jack looked at me earnestly, and said, slowly and solemnly: CHAPTER V. "FACT, MY BOY--IT IS AS I SAY.--THERE'S ANOTHER LADY IN THE CASE, AND THIS LAST IS THE WORST SCRAPE OF ALL!" "Another lady?" I faltered. "Another lady!" said Jack. "Oh!" said I. "Yes," said he. "An engagement, too!"