Good night." "But you," said Byrne, following her, "are almost as ill as your father.
Is there nothing I can do for you ?" "You ?" she asked, surprised.

"No, nothing." "But there's not the slightest colour in your face.

And you are trembling, Miss Cumberland!" She did not seem to hear him.
"Will he stay ?" she asked of herself.

"Will he leave before the morning ?" "I shall see that he stays," said the doctor.

"I will stay here outside the door and see that he does not leave, if you wish." Once more she smiled in that baffling manner.
"Could you keep the wind from blowing, Doctor Byrne?
If I thought that he could be kept----" she stopped.