uch as yourself, by its very nature."
His brows were knitted in indecision.
There was silence again between them. His visitor presently said:
"If I could offer you more than the five hundred dollars, I would gladly do so."
"Oh, the fee is large enough, for up to date I have had no employment or even a prospect of work," said Garrison. "I hope you will not be offended when I say that I have recently become a cautious man."
"I know how strange it appears for me to come here with this extraordinary request," agreed Mrs. Fairfax. "I hardly know how I have done so. But there was no one to help me. I hope you will not consider the matter for another moment if you feel that either of us cannot trust the other. In a way, I am placing my honor in your keeping far more than you are placing yourself in charge of mine."
Garrison looked at her steadily, and something akin to sympathy--something that burned like wine of romance in his blood--with zest of adventure and a surge of ge
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