"Can I come in ?" "Please do!" she said.
The sight of his tanned face and keen eyes came as a great relief to her strained and weary senses.

She held out a welcoming hand, dismissing convention as superfluous.
He came to her side and took her hand, but in a moment his fingers were feeling for her pulse.

He looked straight down at her.
"You've had a bad night," he said.
She admitted it, mustering a smile as she did so.

"It rained so hard, I couldn't forget it.

Has it left off yet ?" He paid no attention whatever to the question.