But I wish to have you comfortable before I start." "I should like to go with you," was all she said.
"It would be better if you remained.

You have had enough of hardship.
It is a miracle that you have survived.

And it won't be comfortable in the boat rowing and sailing in this rainy weather.

What you need is rest, and I should like you to remain and get it." Something suspiciously akin to moistness dimmed her beautiful eyes before she dropped them and partly turned away her head.
"I should prefer going with you," she said in a low voice, in which there was just a hint of appeal.
"I might be able to help you a--" her voice broke,--"a little.

And if anything should happen to you, think of me left here alone." "Oh, I intend being very careful," I answered.