"I think I see them," she exclaimed, "but I am not sure that they heard me." Again she fired several shots.
"Don't worry about it," said Jack, into whose face the colour was beginning to come back.

"They are sure to look us up.

Just sit down, won't you please, beside me here?
There, that's good," he continued, taking her hand.

"Kathleen," he cried, "I think you know my secret." "Oh, no, no, please don't," she implored, withdrawing her hand and hiding her face from him.

"Please don't be hard on me.