"Look here, Olga darling! There's nothing to frighten you.

I'm not a headlong fool.

There! Dry your eyes, and be sensible! What's the beast been up to?
Made love to you, has he ?" His bony hand grasped hers again very vitally, very reassuringly.

Almost insensibly she yielded herself to his control.

Quiveringly she began to tell him of the morning's happenings.
Perhaps it was as well that she did not see Nick's face as she did so, or she might have found it difficult to continue.