"He is all I have in the world now, Gene, except you.

Already the hateful things have cost the lives of my father and my brother, and now if he--Or you--Oh, my God, it would kill me! I hate them, hate them!" She was shaken by a paroxysm of sobs.

Mr.Wynne led her to a chair, and she dropped into it wearily, with her face in her hands.
"Nothing can have happened, Doris," he repeated gently.

"I sent a message out there in duplicate only a few minutes ago.

In a couple of hours, now, we shall be getting an answer.