It was hard work, but I did my best, and flattered myself that my companion, despite the radical moisture which she was copiously losing, was in high good humour, as indeed she seemed to be, when suddenly, without a word of warning, she dashed from the path, threw herself prone among the bushes, and burst into an uncontrollable fit of sobs and weeping.

I was horrified with amazement.

What had I done, or what left undone?
It was long before I could get a word out of her.

At last she articulated amidst her sobs, "It is TOO hot! It is cruel to bring one here!" Yes, it was _too_ hot; but that was all.
Fortunately I was not the cruel bringer.

I consoled her to the best of my power, and induced her to wipe her eyes.