No; Willie Denner'll have his money,--there's not too much of it,--and that's all there is to consider." "But it is not only money," Helen went on slowly: "hasn't he a right to know of eternity?
Not just go out into it blindly ?" "Perhaps so,--perhaps so," the rector admitted, hiding his evident emotion with a flourish of his big white silk handkerchief.

"You see," he continued, steadying his cane between his knees, while he took off his glasses and began to polish them, "the doctor wants me to tell him, Helen." "I suppose so," she said sympathetically.
"And I suppose I must," the rector went on, "but it is the hardest task he could set me.

I--I don't know how to approach it." "It must be very hard." "Of course it seems natural to the doctor that I should be the one to tell him.

I'm his pastor, and he's a member of my church--Stay! is he ?" Dr.Howe thrust out his lower lip and wrinkled his forehead, as he thought.

"Yes, oh yes, I remember.