"No--no! But how could you imagine I could tell anyone?
You didn't seriously--you couldn't!" "There isn't much to tell, is there ?" he said, his fingers closing gently over the soft roundness of her arm.

"And you don't like that plan of mine ?" "I didn't say I didn't like it," said Dinah, her eyes lowered.
"But--but--I can't do it, that's all.

I'm going now.

Good-bye!" She turned to go, but his fingers still held.

He drew a step nearer.
"Daphne, remember--you are not to run away!" A transient dimple showed at the corner of Dinah's mouth.