The Dyaks may make another rush at any moment." Iris looked into the vessel.
"You have taken none at all," she said.
"Nonsense!" "Mr.Jenks, be reasonable! You need it more than I.I d-don't want to--live w-without--you." His hands shook somewhat.

It was well there was no call for accurate shooting just then.
"I assure you I took all I required," he declared with unnecessary vehemence.
"At least drink your share, to please me," she murmured.
"You wished to humbug me," he grumbled.

"If you will take the first half I will take the second." And they settled it that way.

The few mouthfuls of tepid water gave them new life.

One sense can deceive the others.