She shook her head. He would not give up. He took her arm, escorted her the five steps to the doorway, thrust open the door and handed her through.
"Why not?" he asked.
"Goodnight."
"Why not?"
"You wouldn't understand."
"Make me understand."
"Goodnight."
His fingers gripped her arm. "Make me understand."
"What can I say? I thought you were somebody else. I thought...."
"What?"