"He shall not be a wreck long. I have vowed to save him. My life is at his service."
"Remember your promise to your father."
"I remember it. I will not break it. Now take me to him."
She came up to me and held out her hand. I took it and went with her to the door of the next room, opened it, and motioned to her to enter.
When she did so, I closed it softly and came away.
I had a firm conviction that with such unexpected aid, Tollemache would have moral strength to overcome the vice which was ruining him.
Subsequent events proved that I was right.