Scobee was very brave. He had been through horrors which are unprintable. They had taught him to be stoic. Quite his hardest ordeal had been that hour when Dallis Graham, the girl to whom he was engaged, had discovered that he could not see. It had taken place in the attic. He had not told her. She had noticed that he did not know when she left the chair in which she had been sitting and went to the window. Although realization of the awful fact had been a severe blow to her, in that moment she had loved him more than ever. For now she could be of definite help to him. She wished to marry at once but Scobee would not listen to her.
"There is a famous eye surgeon in Chicago," he said slowly. "His name is Steinlin, you must have heard of his work. Hung Long Tom is endeavoring to arrange a meeting for us. If Steinlin can do anything for me, I'll marry you at once. If not—well, I couldn't bear to think that you were married to a man who could not see."
"You are unfair," she said. "I want you
