human
I wouldn't blame you if you--cut me after this, Drew, but it's got to be said. It's--your--sister.
gpt
My--sister? Connie?
human
Connie? he gasped again.
gpt
Connie?
human
If--if--I was what I might be? If I come into my own, Drew, do you think she--could care--for me?
gpt
How under heaven can I tell? Drew said slowly;
human
How indeed, could she?
gpt
It would be a poor sort of reformation, Jock-- Drew was getting command of himself--
human
Oh! I've worked all that out, Drew, I've been to Hillcrest to talk the beginnings over with a little lawyer fellow who's had my confidence all along. I'm going back where I fell, Drew, in the start. I'm going back there where the loss of her--the mother's laugh and song--will grip the hardest and where the antidote will be the easiest to get. I'm going to take only enough of the governor's money to keep me out of the filth of the gutter until I can climb on to the curb or--go to the sewer, see? But always there is going to be your sister above me. Just remember that--and if you can help her to think of me, once in--a while--
gpt
Filmer, until you climb up, you must not ask me to hold even one thought of my sister's for you; except-- and here Drew looked frankly in the anxious face--
human
Thank you! That's all I meant. And if I pull up--and stay up--she, not I, will know how to use the money. She's got the heart that can reach down to the suffering, and hold little dying kids on her breast. If I go under, Drew, the money is going to her--anyway.
gpt
Filmer!
human
That's all right, Drew. I know what I'm about. She'll brighten up all the dark places--and remember me in that way if in no other.
gpt
Good night, Filmer, and God be with you!
human
I'm ready to start, I'll tramp back with you as far as the bungalow.