"Is this true?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Is she a kind lady? Do you think she would help me in this trouble of mine?"
"She is very kind-hearted, as I know from my own experience. I will go to her at once, and see what I can do."
Ambrose Kean grasped Luke's hand with fervor.
"You are a friend sent from heaven, I truly believe," he said. "You have given me hope of retrieving myself."
"I will leave you for a time," said Luke. "There is no time to be lost."
"I shall be full of anxiety till I see you again."
"Be hopeful. I think I shall bring you good news."
When Luke reached the house on Prairie Avenue he was about to ring the bell when Harold Tracy opened the door.