"That any man--could be--so vile!" "What man ?" said Nick sharply.
"Major Hunt-Goring." He stooped swiftly and looked into her face.

"What has he been doing ?" "I'll tell you!" she said.

"I'll tell you!" And then, arrested possibly by something in that flashing regard, she raised herself and looked straight up at him.
"I can only tell you everything," she said, "if you will promise me not to go and quarrel with him--in fact, not to go near him.

Will you promise, Nick ?" "I will not," said Nick.
"You must!" she said.

"You must!" "I will not," he said again.
She held his hand imploringly.