“Look at it, sir!” he said.  “A thousand times I’ve cursed it, hanging there helpless.  She took it on the street, before all the people, just as if she didn’t see that it was a thing to hide and shrink from.  Again and again I’ve had the feeling with her, if I didn’t entirely forget it, that she didn’t see it was gone and I must he pointing it out to her.  Her touch on it was so sacred-like, at times since I’ve caught meself looking at the awful thing near like I was proud of it, sir.  If I had been born your son she couldn’t be traiting me more as her equal, and she can’t help knowing you ain’t truly me father.  Nobody can know the homeliness or the ignorance of me better than I do, and all me lack of birth, relatives, and money, and what’s it all to her?”

Freckles stepped back, squared his shoulders, and with a royal lift of his head looked straight into the Boss’s eyes.

“You saw her in the beautiful little room of her, and you can’t be forgetting how she begged and plead with you for me.  She touched me body, and ’twas sanctified.  She laid her lips on my brow, and ’twas sacrament.  Nobody knows the height of her better than me.  Nobody’s studied my depths closer.  There’s no bridge for the great distance between us, sir, and clearest of all, I’m for realizing it:  but she risked terrible things when she came to me among that gang of thieves.  She wore herself past bearing to save me from such an easy thing as death!  Now, here’s me, a man, a big, strong man, and letting her live under that fearful oath, so worse than any death ’twould be for her, and lifting not a finger to save her.  I cannot hear it, sir.  It’s killing me by inches!  Black Jack’s hand may not have been hurt so bad.  Any hour he may be creeping up behind her!  Any minute the awful revenge he swore to be taking may in some way fall on her, and I haven’t even warned her father.  I can’t stay here doing nothing another hour.  The five nights gone I’ve watched under her windows, but there’s the whole of the day.  She’s her own horse and little cart, and’s free to be driving through the town and country as she pleases.  If any evil comes to her through Black Jack, it comes from her angel-like goodness to me.  Somewhere he’s hiding!  Somewhere he is waiting his chance!  Somewhere he is reaching out for her!  I tell you I cannot, I dare not be bearing it longer!”

“Freckles, be quiet!” said McLean, his eyes humid and his voice quivering with the pity of it all.  “Believe me, I did not understand.  I know the Angel’s father well.  I will go to him at once.  I have transacted business with him for the past three years.  I will make him see!  I am only beginning to realize your agony, and the real danger there is for the Angel.  Believe me, I will see that she is fully protected every hour of the day and night until Jack is located and disposed of.  And I promise you further, that if I fail to move her father or make him understand the danger, I will maintain a guard over her until Jack is caught.  Now will you go bathe, drink some milk, go to bed, and sleep for hours, and then be my brave, bright old boy again?”