And without you I am helpless, you know." His arms twitched to give her a reassuring hug.

In some respects she was so childlike; her big blue eyes were so ingenuous.

He laughed sardonically, and the harsh note clashed with her frank candor.

Here, at least, she was utterly deceived.

His changeful moods were incomprehensible.
"I will serve you to the best of my ability, Miss Deane," he exclaimed.
"We must hope for a speedy rescue, and I am inured to exposure.