In the evening, soon after they returned to the compartment from the dining car, he rose.

"I am going out to smoke," he said.

"I'll tell the porter to make up your berth.

You must be very tired.

I have taken another--out in the car--so that you will not be disturbed." She grew white, and a timid, terrified look came into her eyes.
He touched her shoulder--gently.