"This last time?"
She faltered.
"Oh, I didn't mean that—it was just a phrase——"
"God knows, it may be the truth—of late I have felt——"
He broke off and added quickly: "Yes, of course I will take you if it can be done."
"Thank you, Owen. I knew you would always help me if you could."
"Always."
Their hands met. The tears shone in her eyes, and they were not far from his. He bent and kissed her solemnly between the wet curls on her forehead.
"My little sister in God!" he whispered.
"Dear Owen!"