"You won't let any one know that I am here!" he pleaded.
"Not I," Da Souza answered fervently.
Monty rose to his feet, his face full of dumb misery.
"Now," he muttered, "I shall never see her--never--never--never!" There was a bottle half full of spirits upon the table and a tumbler as yet unused.

A gleam flashed in his eyes.

He filled the tumbler and raised it to his lips.

Da Souza watched him curiously with the benevolent smile still upon his face..