"I've got you." She lifted her lips to his again.

"Billikins, darling, I didn't know it was you--at first, not till I heard you laugh.

I'd rather die than hurt you.

You know it, don't you ?" "Of course I know it," he said.
He caught her to him passionately for a moment, then slowly relaxed his hold.

"Drink this, like a good child," he said, "and then you must get to bed.