"Don't you realise that I love you and would give my life to save you from unhappiness?
Won't you tell me everything, please ?" "No, no, no," she murmured with a little catch in her voice.

"Please don't ask me! I am afraid.

Oh, I am afraid!" He crushed her in his arms, his cheek against hers, his lips tingling with the caress of her hair.
"But there is nothing to be afraid of, nothing," he said eagerly.

"If you were as guilty as hell, I would save you! If you are shielding somebody I would shield them because I love you, Odette!" "No, no!" she cried and pushed him back, both her little hands pressing against his chest.

"Don't ask me, don't ask me----" "Ask me!" Tarling swung round.