Phyllis Caught His Hands and Held Them Tightly
"Yes, Frank. I've—I've been chasing for you all the afternoon. Say——"
"Oh, Phyl, Phyl, did you hear? Did you hear all that man said?" Frank broke in. "That's Austin Leyburn. That's the man to whom my duty is pledged. Was there ever such a lying, despicable traitor to humanity? He tells them to burn—to kill their fellows. And that's the man whom I have been helping. Never, never, never again. Just God! I have done with it all. Was there ever such vile criminal teaching or methods? Thank God, my eyes are open to it all—at last."
Phyllis drew his two hands toward her and placed them about her neck. Then she reached up to him, tip-toeing, and kissed him on the lips.
"And I thank God too, dear."
The man drew her to him in a great embrace.
"Never again, Phyl," he said more calmly, after a moment. "Never again, so long as I live." He kissed her tenderly.
Then, as the strident tones of Leyburn still reached them, the girl looked up.
"Frank," she cried, with a slight start. "I had almost forgotten. You made me forget. I—I came to find you. I want you to come back to Deep Willows. Will you come? Mr. Hendrie is there."
"Alexander Hendrie?"