The audience were breaking into impatient clapping, and from the back of the hall came an undertone of stamping, and the sound of umbrellas banging on the floor.

Errington turned swiftly to Diana.
"Will you trust me with the accompaniments ?" he said, his blue eyes fixed on hers.
"You ?" she faltered.
"Yes.

I swear I won't fail you." His voice dropped to a lower note, but his dominating eyes still held her.

"See, you offered me your friendship.

Trust me now.