I have but one aim--to serve you to the best of my ability.

Let me do it in my own way." "Your own way ?" "Yes, the way of a gentleman, the way of a friend.

You can look into my face now by daylight.

Please look; am I unworthy to be trusted ?" She did not answer at once, or even seem to hear my question, yet slowly her downcast eyes lifted, until she gazed frankly into my own.
Beneath the shading lashes they were wistful, pleading, yet steadfastly brave.
"I am at your mercy, Lieutenant Knox," she said quietly.

"I must trust you--and I do.