What a strange world it is, and how fate shuffles us about! Forward!" The curse: what did her father mean by that?
It seemed to Kathlyn that hours passed before Bruce spoke again.
"Now you may sit up.

What in the world have you got on?
Good heavens, grass! You poor girl!" He took off his coat and threw it across her shoulders, and was startled by the contact of her warm flesh.
"I can not thank you in words," she said faintly.
"Don't.

Pshaw, it was nothing.

I would have gone----" He stopped embarrassedly.
"Well ?" Perhaps it was coquetry which impelled the query; perhaps it was something deeper.
He laughed.

"I was going to say that I would have gone into the depths of hell to serve you.