She stood erect, massive, not only in her form, but in the strength of will that she opposed to his, and a red flush slowly mantled her pale, immobile face.
"I don't know what you want of me," she said.

"Money's the thing you love, and I haven't any money; but whether I had or not, I would give you _nothing_." She turned at the last word.
Then Harkness, taking the chiding and jeers of all his companions good-naturedly, and giving them precisely the same excuses that he had given to Eliza, started for Quebec.
What was more remarkable, he actually brought back the old preacher with him--brought him, or rather led him, to the Harmon house, for the old man was seemingly quite passive.

This was an accomplished fact when Eliza and Harkness met again..