I took the chair beside her, and made her look at me.

I fixed her wandering attention and pressed her until she grew irritable with impatience.

I saw Max was recovering himself: by and by he gave a forced laugh.
'You will have to give in, Miss Darrell.

Ursula always gets her own way.
How much do you want, child?
You must be merciful to a poor vicar.

Will that satisfy you ?' offering me a sovereign, and Miss Darrell, after a moment's hesitation, produced the same sum from her purse.
I took her money coolly, but I would not resign the reins of the conversation any more into her hands.