"No."
Edward Ambrose mustered his courage.
"If you don't bring the mariner into port it will be a heavy blow for her."
"What has it to do with her?" was the almost savage reply.
"She believes in you."
"Why should she?" There was almost a note of menace.
"She is your friend. We are both your friends."
The quiet tone somehow prevailed.
"Of course," he said queerly, "you are both my friends. And I'm not worthy of either."
"Suppose we leave her to be the judge of that."