Have you understood
what I mean?"
He waited patiently, his hand still clasping hers. One single piteous
tear rolled down her cheek, but that was all, and when she looked up
at him her eyes were calm and steadfast.
"I understand quite well what you mean," she said, "and I know that
you are right. God bless and help you."
"And you, Lois."
They exchanged a firm pressure. Then Nicholson rose.
"I must be going," he said. "Will you tell Travers that I shall be
around at the office to-morrow morning? If by any chance he has any
shares going, I should be obliged if he would allot them to me."
Lois rose also. Her face was turned toward the door.
"If you wait one moment, you will see him yourself," she said. "I
think I hear him coming upstairs."
She was right. The next minute the door opened quickly and Travers
entered. Evidently something unusual had happened. In one hand he held
an open telegram. His face was crimson with excitement and his lips
parted as if with a hasty announcement. But as he saw the two standing
at the table watching him, he stopped short, looking from one to the
other with a flash of amused curiosity in his eyes.
"Hullo, you both here?" he said cheerfully. "How cozy you look. See
here, Lois, I've just had a telegram from the Rajah. He wants me to
come at once. Can you be ready to start in three days?"
"For Marut?" A rush of color filled her pale cheeks.
"Yes, of course.
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