"I tell you to go in--you may catch agues out here in your delicate state.

You can give me my supper through the window, if you feel well enough.

I'll wait a while." He gently urged her to pass the door-way, and was relieved when he saw her within the room sitting down.

Without so much as crossing the threshold himself, he closed the door upon her, and turned the key in the lock.

Tapping at the window, he signified that she should open the casement, and when she had done this he handed in the key to her.
"You are locked in," he said; "and your own mistress." Even in her trouble she could not refrain from a faint smile at his scrupulousness, as she took the door-key.
"Do you feel better ?" he went on.