The shock stunned him into unconsciousness." "Oh, I don't care what Dr.Teackle says! It's you, Harry!--You! You never once thought of me--Oh, why did you do it ?" "I did think of you, Kate! I never thought of anything else--I am not thinking of anything else now." "Oh, to think you tried to murder him! You, Harry--whom I loved so!" she sobbed.
"It was for you, Kate! You heard what he said--you saw it all.

It was for you--for nobody else--for you, my darling! Let me come in--let me hold you close to me and tell you." "No!--NO--NO! My heart is broken! Come to me, mammy!" The door shut gently and left him on the outside, dazed at the outcry, his heart throbbing with tenderness and an intense, almost ungovernable impulse to force his way into the room, take her in his arms, and comfort her.
The closed door brought him to his senses.

To-morrow, after all, would be better, he confessed to himself humbly.

Nothing more could be done to-night.

Yes--to-morrow he would tell her all.