"What should I stay for?"
"To look after Laura Gunning. That's what you'd want to do, if you
were--I. And," he said quietly, "it's what you're going to do."
She rose to her feet and faced him, defying the will that he laid on
her.
[Illustration: She had wrung it from him, the thing that six days ago he
had come to her to say]
"How do you know? And why should I?"
"Because there's nothing else that you can do for me."
She had wrung it from him, the thing that six days ago he had come to
her to say.