"For my sake—I beg you—I implore you." She spoke tremulously, simply.
He held out a thin hand, and she laid the money in it. "For your sake," he breathed.
"Thank you," she said.
Helen felt herself growing weak and dizzy. The reaction was setting in. "I must go. I can't ask you to forgive me—but won't you let me, as one that would like to be regarded as a friend, wish that there may be brightness ahead which you don't see."
She held out her hand, timidly. He grasped it. He could not speak.
"Thank you," she whispered, and slowly turned away. At the door she paused, and looked back. "My best wishes are with you," she said, and went out.
CHAPTER IV
THE ORDEAL OF KATE MORGAN
That night David and Rogers had a long talk. In consequence, correspondence was re-opened with the sanitarium at Colorado Springs, and David began to spend part of his time in helping equip Rogers for the distant struggle against death.