"I'll try."
"Oh, please try! If you think, you'll come to understand things presently, even if you can't now. It's for your own sake as well as mine I ask it. Think how many a man who lies in the mud wouldn't be there if only he had some woman to forgive him."
"I'll try——" she repeated falteringly.
"Then I've got what'll keep me going for the present. And, Tony, you'll believe that I can and will behave decently, and make myself worthy to be your—your friend?"
"Yes, I'll believe it."
"Thank you."
She was trembling from head to foot.
"Good-bye," he said.
"Good-bye."
He took her hand, and longed to kiss it. But he was still humble and afraid, and let it fall.