The Devil didn't get him, you see.

He kept his promise and has been walking the straight road ever since." She turned round and looked at him; realizing more of the man's character in that moment than a hundred deeds of bravery, a thousand acts of gentle courtesy, could ever have made her understand.
"And you took him in ?" she said slowly.

"You gave him a chance?
You helped him to redeem himself?
How good of you." "How good _for_ me, you mean," he laughed, "It was 'bread on the waters' with a vengeance, Miss Lorne.

I should have lost my life last night but for that boy."-- And told her briefly and airily how the thing had come to pass.
"Don't think it vindictive of me, but I am sorry, I am very, very sorry you were not able to hand that dreadful woman, Margot, over to the authorities, Mr.Cleek," she said, with an expression of great seriousness.

"She is not likely to forget or to forgive what you have done; and some day, perhaps ...