God knows I'd help ye in any way I could, but ye've got to help me a little so I can help ye the better.

May I go on ?" "Help! How can I help ?" he asked listlessly.
"By trustin' me--and I can be trusted, and so can John.

I found out some months ago that ye were Sir Felix O'Day, but ye never heard me blab it to any livin' soul, nor did John either--not even to Father Cruse.

I've watched ye go in and out all these months, and many a night, tired as I was, I didn't get to sleep, worryin' about ye until I'd heard ye shut yer door.

Ye said nothin' to me and I could say nothin' to ye.