"You may save him, but you will sacrifice yourself. Why should you do that for the man who—"
"Please, doctor, do not remind me of what he has done—I have tried to forget."
"Pardon me," said the doctor, who saw that she was determined. "Sam will be here outside to get anything that you may need. I shall call in the morning."
Barbara walked up the path to the door of the parsonage. The two men watched, and, accustomed as the doctor was to scenes of suffering, sacrifice and death, there were tears in his eyes.
"She's an angel," muttered Sam.
"Courage, faith," was Barbara's whispered prayer as she opened the door of the pest-stricken house and went in.