ice he tore off his warm fur coat, wrapped it about her, and
hurried over to the drug store, bearing his beautiful burden as though
she were but a child.

"This way!" he called out sharply to the clerk in attendance. "Attend
quickly to this young lady! She has been overcome with the cold! She is
dying!"

The young man behind the counter responded with alacrity, and hurriedly
resorted to the restoratives usually applied in those cases, Hubert
Varrick standing by, watching every action, his heart in his eyes, his
face pale as death.

Every effort of the young man to revive Jessie Bain seemed futile.

"I should not wonder, sir, if this was a case of heart failure," he
declared. "Generally they die instantly, though I have known them to
linger for several hours. You had better summon an ambulance, sir, and
have her taken to the hospital. There is one just around the corner.
Shall I ring for it, sir?"

"No; I will carry her there myself. You say it is just around the
corner?"

Feeing the man generously, even though he had failed to restore the poor
girl, Hubert Varrick caught her in his arms once more, again faced the
terrible storm with her, and arrived at the hospital, panting at every
step, for he had run the entire distance.

He summoned a doctor. To him he stated his mission, adding that he
feared the girl was dying, and that he would give half his fortune if
the doctor would but save her life, as it was more precious to him than
the whole world beside.

The man of medicine said it was only a question of suspended animation.
If pneumonia did not set in, there was no cause for alarm.

Jessie was quickly given in charge of one of the nurses, a gentle,
madonna-faced woman. She was quickly put to bed, and everything done for
her that skill and experience could suggest. Hubert Varrick begged
permission to sit by her couch and watch the progress of their efforts.

"Do your best," he cried, his strong voice quivering with emotion, "and
I will make it worth your while. You can name your own price."

The long hours of the night passed; morning broke cold and gray through
the eastern sky, making the soft lamp-light that flooded the room look
pale and wan in the dim, gray morn. The white face lying against the
pillow had never stirred, nor had the blue eyes unclosed. The sun was
high in the heavens when it occurred to him, for the first time, that
the folks would be greatly worried about him. During the night the
gir