"Sir, you will make no repairs, and you will take no steps toward procuring a tenant for our property in the city. I will not allow it."
"And why may I not do it as well as any other person?" said Captain Newell.
"You are not 'any other person,' and you know it," said Gardis, with flushed cheeks. "I do not choose to receive a favor from your hands."
"It is a mere business transaction, Miss Duke."
"It is not. You know you intend to make the repairs yourself," cried the girl passionately.
"And if I do so intend? It will only be advancing the money, and you can pay me interest if you like. The city will certainly regain her old position in time; my venture is a sure one. But I wish to assist you, Miss Duke; I do not deny it."
"And I—will not allow it!"
"What will you do, then?"
"God knows," said Gardis. "But I would rather starve than accept assistance from you." Her eyes were full of tears as she spoke, but she held her head proudly erect.
"And from Saxton? He has gone North, but he would be so proud to help you."