"My daughter," he said, "she's a living wreck, almost."
"You should have seen her when she first came here, Mr. Ilingsworth," answered Beekman, returning the other's gaze with interest.
"You saved my life, Beekman," went on Giles Ilingsworth, his voice trembling; "but for how much of this are you responsible?"
Madeline Braine pressed to his side and said:
"Let me answer that. Governor Beekman did more than save your life, he saved hers—saved her from drowning, nursed her, fed her, lodged her, he has brought her back to life—back to you."
But Giles Ilingsworth was not satisfied.
"Let him answer," he persisted.
"There is nothing more to tell. Upon my honour, there is not," spoke up Beekman.
In sudden relief, then, Giles Ilingsworth started for the room; and Leslie, pressing close to him, asked if she might see the girl.