'I can't marry you now. It would be unfair to you. I owe myself entirely to my father.'
He dropped his hands from her shoulders and stepped back.
'It must be as you will.'
'But don't think I'm ungrateful,' she said. 'I'm so proud that I have your love. It seems to lift me up from the depths. You don't know how much good you have done me.'
'I wanted to help you, and you will let me do nothing for you.'
On a sudden a thought flashed through her. She gave a little cry of amazement, for here was the solution of her greatest difficulty.
'Yes, you can do something for me. Will you take George with you?'
'George?'
He remained silent for a moment, while he considered the proposition.
'I can trust him in your hands. You will make a good and a strong man of him. Oh, won't you give him this chance of washing out the stain that is on our name?'