Even in her agony of apprehension she noted the curious huskiness of his voice.
"And yet you told me," he said.

"Why ?" She could not answer him, nor could she raise her face.

He was not angry, she knew now; but yet she felt that she could not meet his eyes.
There was a short silence, then he spoke again, close to her ear: "You need not have told me, Naomi." The words amazed her.

With a great start of bewilderment she lifted her head and looked at him.

He put his hands upon her shoulders.