'He gave it to me just before he died.
You shall be paid out of it.

Now will you call my sister?
She's up and with my nephew, who came an hour ago.

Call them both; I am not afraid to remain here for a few moments with my brother's body.' This appeal, or perhaps the promise, had its effect.

The nurse disappeared, after another careful look at her patient, and Miss Thankful bounded to her feet and began a hurried search for the missing bonds.

They could not be far away.