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"But don't you wish to hear more about Nichol?" asked the doctor,
laughing.
"Not at present. Good-by."
Yet he was perplexed how to meet the girl who should now have been
his wife; and he trembled with strange embarrassment as he entered
the familiar room in which he had parted from her almost on the
eve of their wedding. She was neither perplexed nor embarrassed,
for she had the calmness of a fixed purpose. She went swiftly to
him, took his hand, led him to a chair, then sat down beside him.
He looked at her wonderingly and listened sadly as she asked,
"Hobart, will you be patient with me again?"
"Yes," he replied after a moment, yet he sighed deeply in
foreboding.
Tears came into her eyes, yet her voice did not falter as she
continued: "I said last night that you would understand me better
than any one else; so I believe you will now. You will sustain and
strengthen me in what I believe to be duty."
"Yes, Helen, up to the point of such endurance as I have. One
can't go beyond that."
"No, Hobart, but you will not fail me, nor let me fail.


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