Come inside and have a drain of brandy before we start!" He led her within.

She was shivering as one with an ague, but she made desperate efforts to control herself.
Nick was exceedingly matter-of-fact.

There was never anything tragic about him.

He made her drink some brandy and water, and while she did so he scribbled a brief note.
"I will send off my own man in the motor with this to Max," he said.

"He had better come." Olga looked up sharply.