"She only imagines it. She only plays with that idea." "No, no! she loves you," she said in a tone of great suffering. "But, Drina," he said, aghast at her inconsistency, "it was you who came to me--who begged me to marry Doris--how can you forget that?" She burst into tears. "What! You are jealous!--jealous of her!" he cried with a great hope in his voice, his hand going out to her. She stiffened suddenly and drew back, frightened into her corner. "No, I'm not jealous," she said furiously. "Only hurt--terribly hurt." This sudden change left him bewildered. He felt it unjustified, inconsistent and a reproach was on his lips. In the end he quieted himself and said, forcing himself to speak like a stranger: "This, I suppose, is not what you wanted to say to me?" Instantly her alarm overcame her defiant attitude. "No, no. I am terribly worried. I want your help, oh! so much." She extended her hand timidly as though in apology, but still offended, he withdrew his, saying: "Anything I can do and you need not fear that I'll take advantage of it!" "Oh!" she shrank back and then in a moment said, "Bojo, forgive me-- I am very cruel-- I know it. Will you forgive me?" "I forgive you," he said at last, trembling at the sweetness of her voice, resolved whatever the temptation, to show her that he could control himself. "Bojo, everything is going against Dad--everything. Doris must come back and we must get word to Dolly. He needs all the help we can give him." "Are you sure?" he said, amazed. "Oh! I know." "But your father has millions and in the Pittsburgh & New Orleans he made at least ten more. How can it be?" "I overheard-- I listened and then--then mother told me." "When?" "The night after the wedding--that in another month we might be ruined--that I--I ought to look to the future." "Oh, like Doris!" he cried. "Yes, that was what she meant," she said with a shudder. "Think of it, my mother, my own mother. Then I went to him--to Dad--but he would tell me nothing--only laughed and said everything was all right, but I knew! I don't know how or why, but I knew from the look in his eyes." "Yet I can't believe it," he said incredulously. "Oh! I feel so alone and so helpless," she cried, twisting her hands. "Something must be done and I don't know how to do it. Bojo, you must help me--you must tell me. It's money--he can't get money-- I believe no one will lend it to him." Suddenly she turned on him, caught his arm,--"You say Doris knew, Dad told her--before the wedding!" "Yes--because she told me." "Oh! that is too terrible," she cried, "and knowing it she allowed him to make her a gift of half a million." "He did that? You are certain?" "Absolutely. I saw the bonds." "But then that proves everything is all right," he cried joyfully.