"You don't think he wants to kill me, do you ?" she whispered at last, her face hidden in the nurse's neck.
Martha folded her own strong arms about the shaking woman, warming and comforting her, as she had warmed and comforted the child.

She would go through with it now to the end.
"No, it's not you he wants to kill," she said firmly, when the trembling figure was still.
Lady Barbara loosened her grasp and stared at her companion.

"Then what does he want to see me for ?" she asked, in a dazed, distracted tone.
"He wants to help you.

He never forgets that you were his wife.

He'll have his arms around you the moment he gets his eyes on you, and all your troubles will be over." "But I do not want his help and I won't accept his help," she exclaimed, drawing herself up.