You might possibly help him a bit--" "Ah, I am not clever!" sighed Manella.
"No--you're not clever--thank God for it! But you're devoted--and devotion is sometimes more than cleverness." He paused, reflectively.
"Well, I'll have to go away tomorrow--it wouldn't be any use my staying on here.

In fact, I'd rather be out of the way.

But I've a notion I may be able to do something for Seaton in Washington when I get back--in the meantime I'll leave a letter for you to give him--" "You will not write of me in that letter!" interrupted the girl, hastily.

"No--you must not--you could not!---" Gwent raised a deprecating hand.
"Don't be afraid, my girl! I'm not a cad.

I wouldn't give you away for the world! I've no right to say a word about you, and I shall not.