Surely it would all help.

Surely the paternal mind would be softened towards him when the father should be made to understand how great had been his service to the son.

That Everett would make little of what had been done for him he did not in the least fear.

Everett Wharton was sometimes silly but was never ungenerous.
In spite of his night's work Lopez was in Manchester Square before nine on the following morning, and on the side of his brow he bore a great patch of black plaster.

"My head is very thick," he said laughing, when Everett asked after his wound.