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Susan, I can't stand it. I CAN'T. That's why I want to end it all. It would be so simple such an easy way out." "Yes, 'twould for quitters. Quitters always take easy ways out. But you ain't no quitter, Keith Burton. Besides, 't wouldn't end it. You know that. 'Twould jest be shuttin' the door of this room an' openin' the one to the next.
But Keith Macleod's foot was as familiar with the soft sea-weed of the rocks as it was with the hard heather of the hills, and he found no difficulty in getting into the broad-beamed boat. The men put out their oars and pushed her off.
The old unhappiness had returned, gripping her heart. She no longer looked at him, but stared away, straight in front of her. "Well, what if they had all been different?" Keith persisted. "Supposing I were to tell you about them, each one.... There's no time for it, Jenny. You'll have to take my word for it. You'll do that if you want to. If you want to believe in me. Do you?" "Of course I do!"
Go down and see if the places are all taken." "I have got a place on it," she said, "on the boot." As Keith looked at her, she added in explanation: "I take it regular, so as to have it when I want it." Under Keith's glance she turned away her eyes. "I am going to Eden to-night," said Keith. She looked puzzled.
His whistle stopped in the middle of a note and his face immediately became a match for his socks and tie, a beautiful rich crimson, the chosen color of his University. Miss Keith, from her seat by the door, could not see beyond the end of the counter. Consequently she was unaware of the mishap to the white flannels. But Mary-'Gusta saw and knew; also she could see that Mr. Smith knew.
But Cochrane found himself not needed for any consultation, and Jones was busy, and Bill Holden highly preoccupied. He saw Alicia Keith but her name was Simms now. She smiled at him but took Babs by the arm. They went off somewhere. Cochrane waited for somebody to tell him what to look at and to admire. He saw Jamison, and Bell, and he saw a man he had not seen before.
Keith stepped forward, and put a roll of notes on the table. "Now look here, Larry. I've read the police court proceedings. There's nothing in that. Out of prison, or in prison for a few weeks, it's all the same to a night-bird of that sort. Dismiss it from your mind there's not nearly enough evidence to convict. This gives you your chance. Take it like a man, and make a new life for yourself."
And instead of doing to me as I was going to do to you, instead of killing me or making your getaway while I was helpless Keith old pal YOU'VE TRIED TO NURSE ME BACK TO LIFE! Isn't that funny? Could anything be funnier?" He reached a hand across the table and gripped Keith's. And then, for a few moments, he bowed his head while his body was convulsed by another racking cough.
He faced Keith, and suddenly flamed out: "I want to tell you that I think you have acted like a damned rascal!" Keith's jaw dropped, and he actually staggered with amazement. "What! What do you mean? I do not understand!" "You are not a bit better than that dog that you turned her over to, who got his deserts yesterday." "But I do not understand!" gasped Keith, white and hot.
Rawson," said Lois. "It was where my father stayed for a while?" Her voice was full of tenderness. "Yes. It is his granddaughter." "I remember her kindness to me. We must find her. I will help you." Her face was sweet with tender sympathy, her eyes luminous with firm resolve. Keith gazed at her with a warm feeling surging about his heart.
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