"Helen, Helen!" shivered her husband.
But she hurried on feverishly.
"Burke, listen! You're going to make good. Do you hear? We'll show them. We'll never let them say they—beat us!"
"But—but—"
"We aren't going to say 'but' and hang back. We're going to do!"
"But, Helen, how? What?" demanded the man, stirred into a show of interest at last. "How can we?"
"I don't know, but we're going to do it."
"There won't be—hardly any money."
"And we'll have to live in a cheap little hole somewhere—we can't have one of the Reddingtons."