"No one--no one--will ever know what he is to me--how he has helped me--while you--you have only looked on!" Her voice quivered.

She flung out a restless arm.

Instantly, yet without haste, he took and held her hand.

His fingers pressed the fevered wrist.
He spoke after a moment while he quelled her instinctive effort to free herself.

"I am not merely looking on to-night.