They came to an understanding of each other without words--he of her situation--she of the fact that he realized it.
"No," he said, "you can't make it!" genuine sympathy filling his mind for the time.

"Let me help you.

You take some of my money." "Oh, no!" she said, leaning back.
"What are you going to do ?" he said.
She sat meditating, merely shaking her head.
He looked at her quite tenderly for his kind.

There were some loose bills in his vest pocket-greenbacks.

They were soft and noiseless, and he got his fingers about them and crumpled them up in his hand.
"Carrie on," he said, "I'll see you through all right.