But I want you to understand! I wouldn't give you five cents to help you find the lode, but you'll go broke on ten dollars long before your next pay's due.

Better take this; it may help you out." Agatha took the envelope, but as she began to open it the rig stopped at the gate, and George put his hand on her shoulder.
"We mustn't keep Farnam; wait until I've gone," he said and kissed her.
"I'm not going to wish you good luck, but if you have trouble with the school people when you get back, come along and stop with Florence.

I'll interview the managers, and, if needful, find you another job." He hurried off, and when the rattle of wheels died away Agatha opened the envelope and found a check for a hundred dollars.

She felt moved, but smiled.

The gift was generous, but the way he had made it was very like George.
Three days afterwards, Farnam and his wife drove her to the railroad and she felt a pang at leaving them when the cars rolled in.