"He tried to force his way up
into Garry's room but I held him back. He is coming again with
some one of the church trustees. Garry had a bad turn in New York
and we came home by the noon train, and I have made him lie down
and sent for the doctor. McGowan must not see him; it will kill
him if he does. Don't leave us, Jack!"
"But how dare he come here and try to force his--"
"He will dare. He cursed and went on dreadfully. The door was
shut, but Garry heard him. Oh, Jack!--what are we to do?"
"Don't worry, Corinne; I'll take care of Mr. McGowan. I myself
heard Garry tell him that he would attend to his payments in a few
days, and he went away satisfied."
"Yes, but McGowan says he has been to the bank and has also seen
the Rector, and will stop at nothing."
Jack's fingers tightened and his lips came together.
"He will stop on that threshold," he said in a low, determined
voice, "and never pass it--no matter what he wants. I will go up
and tell Garry so."
"No, not yet--wait," she pleaded, in nervous twitching tones--with
pauses between each sentence.
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