But don't you see?
That sort of thing is contagious.

Others will think they ought to go if he does; he's popular and quite a leader.
Can't you do anything with him ?" She waited for him to answer.

"Can't you ?" she insisted.
The grin had disappeared, and Ramsey grew red again.

He seemed to wish to speak, to heave with speech that declined to be spoken and would not rouse up from his inwards.

Finally he uttered words.
"I--I--well, I--" "Oh, I know," she said.