It was beyond selfishness.

It was gratitude to God and to the West that had restored him.
"Carley! I couldn't believe it was you," he declared, releasing her from his close embrace, yet still holding her.
"Yes, Glenn--it's I--all you've left of me," she replied, tremulously, and she sought with unsteady hands to put up her dishevelled hair.
"You--you big sheep herder! You Goliath!" "I never was so knocked off my pins," he said.

"A lady to see me--from New York!...

Of course it had to be you.

But I couldn't believe.