She started swiftly up as one caught in a guilty act.
"Can I come in ?" Field said.
She made some murmured response, and he opened the dividing door.

A moment he stood on the threshold; then he came quietly forward.

He carried her cloak upon his arm.
He deposited it upon the back of a chair, and came to her.

"I hoped you would be in bed," he said.
"I am trying--to get warm," she muttered almost inarticulately.
"Have you had a hot drink since your accident ?" he asked.
She shook her head.

"I told West--I couldn't." He turned and rang the bell.