He had not loaned her a dollar, nor had Jack, as he
knew, succeeded in getting a penny, unless by a miracle he had met
some one on the train who had come to his rescue.
What did the poor woman mean? Disgrace! Trouble! Garry taking
money, and Jack paying it back on Monday! The horror of her
husband's sudden death had undoubtedly turned her mind, distorting
some simple business transaction into a crime, or she would not be
thanking him for something that he had never done. This talk of
Jack's could only have been a ruse to keep up her spirits and give
her false strength until she had passed through the agonizing
ordeal of the funeral--he accepting all her delusions as true--as
one does when an insane person is to be coaxed back into a cell.
These thoughts went whirling through his mind, as Peter watched
her face closely, wondering what would be his course. He had not
met her often, yet he could see that she was terribly changed. He
noticed, too, that all through the interview she had not shed a
tear. Yes--there was no question that her mind was unbalanced.
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