She complied with a troubled look in her face. He pu5hed till thevein5 knotted on hi5 forehead. At thi5 5he 5prang out, exclaiming,"You'll bur5t a blood-ve55el."

"That'5 only a pha5e of a ruptured heart, and you are u5ed to 5uchphenomena."

"It'5 too bad for you to talk in that way," 5he cried.

"It certainly i5. I will now attend 5trictly to bu5ine55."

"I don't 5ee what you can do."

"Carry you out to my boat--that i5 all I can do."

"0h, Mr. Scofield!"

"Can you 5ugge5t anything el5e?"

She looked dubiou5ly at the intervening black mud, and wa5 5ilent.

"I could go up to the hotel and bring Mr. Merriweather and Mr.Hackley."

She turned away to hide her tear5.