"You bring him here at your own expense, to inspect a hopeless case; you will shame me by being beholden to you—to you, of all men in the world!"
"I thought we had got over the past—forgiven it?"
"Yes, but——"
"But it can't be forgiven, Sid Hinchford, if you hinder me making an effort to atone to you in my way."
"With your purse?" was the cold reply.
"No; with my respect for you—my regret for a friend whom I have lost."
"A strange friend!"
"And I have faith in this man. I remember a case similar to yours, which——"
"Stop! in the name of mercy, Maurice—this cannot be borne at least. I am resigned to despair, but not to such a hope as yours. Let him come in, and laugh at you for your folly in bringing him hither."
"Bario!" called Maurice.