It was almost as if in that moment she heard Guy's voice very far away, calling to her for help.
And then, swift as a lightning-flash, striking dismay to her soul, came the consciousness of Burke gazing straight at her with that in his eyes which she could not--dare not--meet.
She gripped his arm a little tighter.

She was quivering from head to foot.

"We could do it between us," she breathed again.
"Wouldn't it be worth it?
Oh, wouldn't it be worth it ?" But Burke spoke no word.

He sat rigid, looking at her.
A feeling of coldness ran through her--such a feeling as she had experienced on her wedding-day under the skeleton-tree, the chill that comes from the heart of a storm.

Slowly she relaxed her hold upon him.