I went three times, mostly on your account.

You've got a great act, and you can sing too." She stood in silence, still looking fixedly at him, her bosom rising and falling, her lips parted as if to speak.

Apparently she did not know what to do, how to act, and was thinking swiftly.
"Mr.Keith," she said, at last in decision, "I am going to ask you to blot that all out--to forget that you even suspect me of being Christie Maclaire, of the Gaiety." "Why, certainly; but would you explain ?" "There is little enough to explain.

It is sufficient that I am here alone with you.

Whether I wish to or not, I am compelled to trust myself to your protection.