What are you afraid of ?" "I--I thought it was--was someone else.

Oh, Dorian, I'm so glad it is you!" She stood close to him as if wishing to claim his protection.

He instinctively placed his arm about her shoulders.

"Why, you silly girl, the dark won't hurt you." "I'm not afraid of the dark.

I'm afraid of--Oh, Dorian, don't let him hurt me!" There was a sob in her voice.
"What are you talking about?
I believe you're not well.