I--I was almost a--a quitter." "You have been here so long," she explained quickly.

"And tied all these days." She was tugging at the knot.
"Only since I gave that pleasant punch to Peter Brutus." "That shows what you can do," she whispered warmly.

"Oh, I wonder! I wonder if we have a chance! Anyway, your arms will be free.

I shall feel safer if your arms are free." He sat with his back to her while she struggled with the stubborn knots.
A delicious thrill of pleasure swept over him.

She had said she would feel safer if his arms were free! She was struggling, with many a tense straining of delicate fingers, to undo the bonds which held him helpless.