Never mind; it isn't serious!" He would have tweaked his sleeve down again, though he was pale under his sunburn.

But Audrey stopped him, holding his bare arm between her hands.
"Don't be a fool!" she gasped vehemently.

"If you can't, I can--and I will!" Before he could stop her she had stooped, still holding him fast, and put her lips to the tiny puncture in his flesh, on which scarcely more than a speck of blood was visible.
Phil stiffened and stood still, every nerve rigid, as if something had transfixed him.

At last, hurriedly, jerkily, he spoke: "Mrs.Tudor--for Heaven's sake! I can't let you do this.

It wasn't poisonous, ten to one.