"You believe that I love you, that I didn't kill John Barkley, that I am going to fight for you as long as God gives me breath to fight ?" For a moment there was silence.

Her hand withdrew gently from his.
"Yes, I think that I believe.

Good-night, Jeems." She went from him quickly.

At her door she turned.

"Go in now, please," she called back softly.