He looked at her inquiringly, and
she sang softly,
"I dwell
Too near to God, for doubt or fear,
And share the eternal calm."
"Where is Harry tonight?" he asked.
"He was to sing at the _Odeon_ in the oratorio of 'Samson.' I used to go
and hear him but I cannot leave the children now."
"My dear Lucy, I have come to London specially to talk with you and
Harry. I have been made miserable about Harry."
"Who told you anything wrong of Harry?"
"Your father. He is distressed at the road Harry is taking. He says
Harry is beginning to gamble."
"Is my father sure of what he says?"
"Lucy, I am Harry's elder brother. He is dear as life to me. I am your
true friend; be trustful of me. You may speak to me as to your own
heart. I have come to help you."
Then she let all the minor notes of doubt and uncertainty go and
answered, "Harry needs you, John, though I hardly know how. He is in
great temptations--he lost every shilling of the last money you sent. I
do not know how he lost it.
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