"Give it back, give it back tome," she cried, with frantic pain.

"It's all I have of him--it's all I have." "I won't give it back," declared Junia quietly.

"It's a man's career, and you must let it go.

It's the right thing to do.

Let it stand, mademoiselle." She fully realized the half-insane mind and purpose of the girl, and she wrapped her arms around the stricken figure.
"See, my dear," she said, "it's no use.