Not really a LOOK." "But I'm looking at you now." "Yes--in the dark!" she said.

"No--the weather might make you even quieter than usual, but it wouldn't strike you so nearly dumb.

No--and it wouldn't make you seem to be under such a strain--as if you thought only of escape!" "But I haven't----" "You shouldn't," she interrupted, gently.

"There's nothing you have to escape from, you know.

You aren't committed to--to this friendship." "I'm sorry you think----" he began, but did not complete the fragment.
She took it up.