"You can't refuse to let me help you--for fellowship's sake." The red lips trembled suddenly.

The dark eyes fell before his for the first time.

She spoke almost under her breath.

"I'm too old--to take help from a man--like that." He bent slightly towards her.

"What has age to do with it ?" "Everything." Her eyes remained downcast; the hand he held was trying to wriggle free, but he would not suffer it.
"Circumstances alter cases," he said.