"Does anybody else know of this, Corinne?" he asked at last in a
low-pitched voice.
"Nobody."
"Nobody must," he exclaimed firmly. Then he added gently--"Why did
you tell me?"
"He asked me to. It would all have come out in the end, and he
didn't want you to see McGowan and not know the truth. Keep still
--some one is knocking," she whispered, her fingers pressed to her
lips in her fright. "I know it is McGowan, Jack. Shall I see him,
or will you?"
"I will--you stay here."
Jack lifted himself erect and braced back his shoulders. He
intended to be polite to McGowan, but he also intended to be firm.
He also intended to refuse him any information or promise of any
kind until the regular monthly meeting of the Church Board which
would occur on Monday. This would give him time to act, and
perhaps to save the situation, desperate as it looked.
With this in his mind he turned the key and threw wide the door.
It was the doctor who stood outside. He seemed to be laboring
under some excitement.
"I heard you were here, Mr.
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