I thought I'd take advantage of the thunder, but it was no good.

He was awake and looking out.

Now he has lain down again, and as soon as I hear him snoring I shall try once more.' A fresh fit of shivering seized Bridget.
'This won't do,' he said, and went hurriedly into his own room which opened a few doors down on to the veranda, and coming back with an opossum rug on his arm and a glass of brandy and water in his hand, he made her drink the spirits and wrapped the rug round her.

Presently the shivering ceased.
A moon-gleam between two clouds closing on each other showed her his eyes glowing with sombre passion.

She saw that he was holding himself under stern restraint.