"Oh, no, you don't, darling.

It's something that'll make you frightfully angry." The faintest gleam of a smile crossed Merryon's face.

"With you ?" he said.
She nodded, and suddenly her eyes were brimming with tears.

"Yes, with me." He put his hand on her shoulder.

"I tell you, I know what it is," he said, with a certain stubbornness.
She turned her cheek for a moment to caress the hand; then suddenly all her strength went from her.