And--and I don't know what to do.

Oh, I don't know WHAT I'd ought to do!" The distress in her tone was so real that the captain was greatly disturbed.

He made a move as if to come to her side and then, hesitating, remained where he was.
"I--I'd like to help you, Thank--er--Mrs.Barnes," he faltered, earnestly.

"I like to fust-rate, if--if I could.

Ain't there--is there anything I could do to help?
Course you understand I ain't nosin' in on your affairs, but, if you feel like tellin' me, maybe I--Look here, 'tain't nothin' to do with that cussed Holliday Kendrick or his meanness, is it ?" Thankful shook her head.