You see I--I knew he needed someone to take charge of his sloop, and--and so I brought you to his mind.

We--we both thought you would be just the one, and--and he went right away to see the Captain.

So please don't thank me." "I shall never cease to thank you," I returned warmly, conscious suddenly that I was holding her hands, and as instantly releasing them.

"Why, do you begin to understand what this actually means to me?
It means the retention of manhood, of self-respect.

It will save me the degradation which I dreaded most of all--the toiling in the fields beside negro slaves, and the sting of the lash.