He bent down over her.
"It's all right, darling.

It's only Max with some refreshments.

We'll leave you in peace as soon as you have broken your fast." "I don't want Max," she whispered.

"Please send him away!" "I'll go like a bird," Max said, "if you will let me take your pulse first.

It isn't much to ask, is it ?" He set down a tray he was carrying, and came and stood beside Nick.
Outlined against the dim light shed by a shaded night-lamp, he looked gigantically square and strong.
"I won't hurt you, Olga," he said.