As he did so, he caught sight of himself in the glass.

With a great shock of surprise he stood gazing at the terrified, white face, with the staring eyes.
"What a fool I am!" he said, looking at himself in the glass.

"Nobody will know, and I'll pay this back soon." His eyes wandered to a picture which stood on a little shelf beside the glass.

It was a picture of his mother, the one he loved best of all he had ever seen of her.
There was a sudden stab of pain at his heart, his breath came in a great sob.

For a moment he looked into the eyes that looked back at him so full of love and reproach.
"I won't do it," he said, grinding his teeth hard, and forthwith turned to go to his father's study.
But as he left the room he saw Jessie half-way up the stairs.
"What are you doing now ?" she cried, wrathfully.