Gorry! talk about his having a 'heart of stone'! I don't believe another man in the country would have done that--and done it in the way he did--in the face of all this talk," finished Bertram, his eyes luminous with feeling.
Billy hesitated.
"Perhaps--his daughter--influenced him--some." "Perhaps," nodded Bertram.

"She, too, has been very kind, all the way through." Billy hesitated again.
"But I thought--it was going so splendidly," she faltered, in a half-stifled voice.
"So it was--at the first." "Then what--ailed it, at the last, do you suppose ?" Billy was holding her breath till he should answer.
The man got to his feet.
"Billy, don't--don't ask me," he begged.

"Please don't let's talk of it any more.

It can't do any good! I just flunked--that's all.

My hand failed me.