"You're a brick! I've never seen any woman stand up to hard knocks as you do.

They generally want to be carried over the rough places.

But you--you stand on your feet." The genuine approbation of his voice brought the colour back to her face.

His smile too, though it reminded her piercingly of Guy, sent a glow of comfort to her chilled and trembling heart.
"I want to if I can," she said.

"But I've had rather a--knock-out this time.