"It was as much as he could do, I reckon, to get fairly away before the crash came." "Then you did not see him go ?" "Well, no," said Poindexter.

"I'd hardly have managed things in this way." He checked himself and added, with a forgiving smile, "But he was the best judge of what he needed, of course." "I suppose I will hear from him," she said quietly, "as soon as he is safe.

He must have had enough else to think about, poor fellow." She said this so naturally and quietly that Poindexter was deceived.
He had no idea that the collected woman before him was thinking only of solitude and darkness, of her own room, and madly longing to be there.
He said, "Yes, I dare say," in quite another voice, and glanced at the picture.

But as she remained standing, he continued more earnestly, "I didn't come here to tell you what you might read in the newspapers to-morrow morning, and what everybody might tell you.

Before that time I want you to do something to save a fragment of your property from the ruin; do you understand?
I want you to make a rally, and bring off something in good order." "For him ?" said Mrs.Tucker, with brightening eyes.
"Well, yes, of course--if you like--but as if for yourself.