"I'll help you to your rumpus machine and back there in the village you will find an inn.

My man will go with you." "Philip!" exclaimed Diane with spirit.

"The man is ill." "I'm not denying it," averred Philip stubbornly.

"Nor is there any denying the existence of the inn." "How can you be so heartless!" "One may also be prudent." "He'll stay here of course if he wishes.

The inn is a mile back." "Diane!" "Is he the first ?" flashed Diane impetuously.
Philip reddened but his eyes were sombre.