"It just slipped out.

I was really thinking of--what happened last night." He frowned instantly.

"Who told you anything about it ?" "Nick." "I should like to wring his skinny little neck," said Max.
"How dare you ?" said Olga indignantly.
"You don't think I'm afraid of you, do you ?" he said, with a smile.
"No," she admitted rather grudgingly.

"I don't think you are afraid of anyone or anything.

But it is a pity you spoil things by being so--unfriendly." "Are you speaking on Mrs.Briggs's behalf or your own ?" asked Max.
She met his eyes with a feeling of reluctance.