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But he did not know of it, and at a comparatively early hour
next morning he was at Mrs. Buncher's, where Bessie greeted him with her
sweetest smile and thanked him again for all he had done for them.
"Don't speak of it, I beg; it is so very little, I only wish there was
really something I could do to prove my willingness to serve you," he
said.
They were standing alone by the window looking into the street, and as
Jack said this there came a troubled look on Bessie's face, find after
waiting a moment, she said:
"There is something you can do, if you will: something which will please
me very much, and prove you the good man I believe you to be."
"Command me, and it is done," Jack said; and Bessie continued:
"If you ever meet mother again at Monte Carlo, or anywhere, don't play
with her for money; promise me this."
"I promise," Jack answered, unhesitatingly; and, emboldened by his
promptness, Bessie went on:
"And, oh, Mr. Trevellian, if you would never again play with any one for
money, even the smallest sum.


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