If you trust me not, then I must tell what I think, and that is not perhaps well.

And if I work, as work I shall, no matter trust or no trust, without my friend trust in me, I work with heavy heart and feel oh so lonely when I want all help and courage that may be!" He paused a moment and went on solemnly, "Friend John, there are strange and terrible days before us.

Let us not be two, but one, that so we work to a good end.

Will you not have faith in me ?" I took his hand, and promised him.

I held my door open as he went away, and watched him go to his room and close the door.