.

at least, never again Margaret Craven, never again her companionship, her understanding, never again to help her and to feel that warm sure clasp of her hand.

What would she say, what would she do if she were told?
That remained for him now the one abiding question.

But he could not doubt what she would do.

He saw the warmth fading from the eyes, the hard stern lines settling about the mouth, the cold stiffening of her whole body.