I am sorry to have given you so much trouble." He made an abrupt movement that she fancied denoted impatience.
"Can't you eat any more ?" he said.
She shook her head, still bravely smiling.

"I can't--really.

I think--I think perhaps you are right.

I had better go to bed, and you will tell me everything in the morning." "Finish the drink anyhow!" he said.
She hesitated momentarily, but he pushed the glass firmly towards her and she obeyed.
She stood up then and faced him.

"Will you please tell me one thing--to--to set my mind at rest?
Guy--Guy isn't ill ?" He looked her straight in the face.