“I will try.”
“Roberta, you have a great work before you—the saving of a man—the lifting of him up from despair and ruin to confidence and hope, and success. He is well worth your effort. Neil has fine traits, he comes of a religiously royal ancestry, and true nobility is virtue of race. You can save this man. Some women could not, others would not, you can do it.”
“I will do it, Sir, God helping me.”
“Now I will go to Glasgow, and do all you require. You must take some money with you, the bank——”
“I have a thousand pounds in my purse.”
“You extravagant woman!”
“Money is necessary, in saving souls, Sir.”
“I believe you. Where shall I meet you in Glasgow?”
“At the Victoria Hotel—dinner at six.”