She could not stand the look of his eyes, and she cast hers down. He saw the exquisite shadow of her eyelashes on her cheek. 'But I didn't dare say anything to you then. Even if you had cared for me, it seemed unfair to bind you to me when I was starting on this expedition. But now I must speak. I go in a week. It would give me so much strength and courage if I knew that I had your love. I love you with all my heart.' She looked up at him now, and her eyes were shining with tears, but they were not the tears of a hopeless pain. 'I can't marry you now. It would be unfair to you. I owe myself entirely to my father.' He dropped his hands from her shoulders and stepped back. 'It must be as you will.' 'But don't think I'm ungrateful,' she said. 'I'm so proud that I have your love. It seems to lift me up from the depths. You don't know how much good you have done me.' 'I wanted to help you, and you will let me do nothing for you.' On a sudden a thought flashed through her. She gave a little cry of amazement, for here was the solution of her greatest difficulty. 'Yes, you can do something for me. Will you take George with you?' 'George?' He remained silent for a moment, while he considered the proposition. 'I can trust him in your hands. You will make a good and a strong man of him. Oh, won't you give him this chance of washing out the stain that is on our name?' 'Do you know that he will have to undergo hunger and thirst and every kind of hardship? It's not a picnic that I'm going on.' 'I'm willing that he should undergo everything. The cause is splendid. His self-respect is wavering in the balance. If he gets to noble work he will feel himself a man.' 'There will be a good deal of fighting. It has seemed foolish to dwell on the dangers that await me, but I do realise that they are greater than I have ever faced before. This time it is win or die.' 'The dangers can be no greater than those his ancestors have taken cheerfully.' 'He may be wounded or killed.' Lucy hesitated for an instant. The words she uttered came from unmoving lips. 'If he dies a brave man's death I can ask for nothing more.' Alec smiled at her infinite courage. He was immensely proud of her. 'Then tell him that I shall be glad to take him.' 'May I call him now?' Alec nodded. She rang the bell and told the servant who came that she wished to see her brother. George came in. The strain of the last fortnight, the horrible shock of his father's conviction, had told on him far more than on Lucy. He looked worn and ill. He was broken down with shame. The corners of his mouth drooped querulously, and his handsome face bore an expression of utter misery. Alec looked at him steadily. He felt infinite pity for his youth, and there was a charm of manner about him, a way of appealing for sympathy, which touched the strong man. He wondered what character the boy had. His heart went out to him, and he loved him already because he was Lucy's brother.