ILLUSTRATIONS
| He stood by her in silence, his eyes on the injured man | Frontispiece |
| "No—I shall have to ask you to take my word for it" | Facing p. 82 |
| Half-way up the slope they met | 130 |
THE
FRUIT OF THE TREE
I
In the surgical ward of the Hope Hospital at Hanaford, a nurse was bending over a young man whose bandaged right hand and arm lay stretched along the bed.
His head stirred uneasily, and slipping her arm behind him she effected a professional readjustment of the pillows. "Is that better?"