It contained a peremptory and flattering refusal to accept his resignation.
"Nothing has occurred which affects your public or private character.

My confidence quite unchanged.

Work is best for yourself, and the public expects it of you.

Take time to consider, and wire me in two days." Anderson thrust it into his pocket, and was only with difficulty persuaded to show it to Mariette.
But in the course of the evening many letters arrived--letters of sympathy from old friends in Quebec and Manitoba, from colleagues and officials, from navvies and railwaymen, even, on the C.P.R., from his future constituents in Saskatchewan--drawn out by the newspaper reports of the inquest and of Anderson's evidence.

For once the world rallied to a good man in distress! and Anderson was strangely touched and overwhelmed by it.
He passed an almost sleepless night, and in the morning as he met Elizabeth on her balcony he said to her, half reproachfully, pointing to Mariette below-- "It was you sent for him." Elizabeth smiled.
"A woman knows her limitations! It is harder to refuse two than one." For twenty-four hours the issue remained uncertain.