Really, you needn't be so distressed.

There, darling, come into bed with me.
You'll be ill if you cry so.

Violet! Violet!" But Violet was utterly beyond control, and her paroxysm of weeping only grew more and more violent, till after some minutes Olga became seriously frightened.

She stood up, and began to ask herself what she must do.
It was then that to her intense relief the door slid open and Nick's head was poked enquiringly in.
"Hullo!" he said softly.

"Anything wrong ?" She motioned him to enter, being on the verge of tears herself.
"Nick, she's hysterical! What am I to do ?" "Better fetch Max," he said.
But the words were hardly out of his mouth before Max himself pushed the door wide open and entered! He bore a small lamp in his hand which threw his somewhat grim features into strong relief.