I acknowledge it.

You're the first living soul who ever has beaten John Burkett Ryder." Shirley started forward with a cry of mingled joy and surprise.
Could she believe her ears?
Was it possible that the dreaded Colossus had capitulated and that she had saved her father?
Had the forces of right and justice prevailed, after all?
Her face transfigured, radiant she exclaimed breathlessly: "What, Mr.Ryder, you mean that you are going to help my father ?" "Not for his sake--for yours," he answered frankly.
Shirley hung her head.

In her moment of triumph, she was sorry for all the hard things she had said to this man.

She held out her hand to him.
"Forgive me," she said gently, "it was for my father.

I had no faith.