That's where you come in, Kate.

Harry's in your hands--has been since the hour he loved you.

Don't let him go headlong to the devil--and he will if you turn him loose without a bridle." "I can't do him any good--he won't mind anything I say.

And what dependence can I place on him after this ?" her voice sank to a tone of helpless tenderness.

"It isn't his being drunk altogether; he will outgrow that, perhaps, as you say you did, and be man enough to say no next time; but it's because he broke his promise to me.