"True enough, sir, but I am pretty close to it this time. Ruth's an angel, but she's a sensible woman as well. She made me put everything down."
"If I settle the claims against you"--the young man looked up with a flush on his face--"you will get into debt again."
"I'll try not to, sir."
"Honestly, Mr. Storndale?"
"Honestly, Mr. Cohen. Ruth will keep me straight."
"Leave me your address. I will come and see you to-night at eight o'clock. Make out a clear and truthful list of your debts; omit nothing. Meanwhile----"
He wrote a cheque, and handed it to the young man, who received it in astonishment, which deepened when he saw the amount for which it was drawn. He was in no way prepared for such liberality and such a reception as he had met with.
"I don't know how to thank you, sir."
"Take care of Ruth. Be kind and considerate to her."
"I will do my best, sir."