"It's the last thing I'm goin' to ask of you.

I've tried to be sort of good to you, in my way, and--" "Don't, don't!" she sobbed.

"Let me think a minute, uncle, dear.

Oh, do let me think!" "I ain't got time, Gracie.

You'll have to say it now, or else--All right, then, think; but think quick." Grace was thinking.