But his strength had come back to him at her touch, and springing to his feet, he caught her from the ground as he had done that day beside the cabin in the woods, kissing her eyelids and her faithful hands.
“I can't do it, Betty, it's no use. There's still some fight left in me—I am not utterly beaten so long as I have you on my side.”
With a smile she lifted her face and he caught the strong courage of her look.
“We will begin again,” she said, “and this time, my dear, we will begin together.”