I'll not take back a word of the promise I made you, nor of what I've said about you, either." "I did not think you would, Hugh," Harold replied, grasping the proffered hand heartily; "I had a great deal of faith in you and in your word.

I only regretted that I could not explain matters at the time; it seemed like taking advantage of you and your friendship, though I warned you that the future might make some unexpected revelations." "Well, I don't regret anything.

I always said you had good blood in you, don't you know," Hugh continued, with a boyish laugh, then added, a little huskily, "I'll say this much, and I mean it.

I would rather give up what I supposed was mine to you than to anybody else that know of." "Thank you, Hugh; I appreciate that, I assure you.

Come around to the Waldorf, I would like to have a talk with you." "Indeed I will.