As he advanced a step she cringed back from him.

It struck him then that her face was like the face of an angel--filled with a mad horror.

She reached out her bare arms to hold him back, and a strange pleading cry came from her lips.
The cry stopped him like a shot.

He knew that she had spoken to him.
And yet he had not understood! He tore open his coat and the sunlight fell on his bronze insignia of the Service.

Its effect on her amazed him even more than had her sudden fear of him.