She came down from Sylvia's room and met him in the little library, which he found unchanged from the day of his visit five years before.
"That little girl is a hero," she began.

"I guess she's about the lonesomest girl in the world to-night.

Andrew Kelton was a man and a good one.

He hadn't been well for years, the doctor tells me; trouble with his heart, but he kept it to himself; didn't want to worry the girl.

I tell you everything helps at a time like this.