Wogan at once copied her example.
"You saw-- ?" he began.
"No one," said she, bending her dark eyes full upon him.

"Will you close the shutter ?" Wogan drew back instinctively.

He had a sense that this open window, though there was no one to spy through it, was in some way a security.
Suppose that he closed it! That mere act of shutting himself and her apart, though it gave not one atom more of privacy, still had a semblance of giving it.

He was afraid.

He said,-- "There is no need.