Trawick grew up in Holbrook, N.Y. His dad was an executive at PC Richards.
How did Mr. Holbrook know so well what Kitty needed to help her?
Mr. Holbrook took from his pocket a small, red-covered book, and held it up.
"'Help Thou mine unbelief,'" was Mr. Holbrook's prayer just then.
"So do I, Edward," answered Mr. Holbrook gently, even tenderly.
No one either at Lidford or Fairleigh had ever heard of Mr. Holbrook.
They were very near the corner where Mr. Holbrook must leave them.
I have thought of every word and every look of Mr. Holbrook's in the past, and all my thoughts have pointed one way.
But, Mr. Holbrook, if I did that, it would have to be in school.
And Mr. Holbrook, I'm sorry that there has been any trouble.