"No, I suppose not. Say it's——"
"Never mind."
After a pause she made another attempt.
"Mr. Medland!"
"Yes?"
"You've been very good to me—yes, very good."
He turned to her with a gesture of disclaimer. She thought he was going to speak, but he did not.
"Whatever happens, I shall always remember that with—with deep gratitude."
"What is going to happen?" he asked, with an uneasy smile.
"Oh, how can I?" she burst out. "How can I say it? How can I ask you?"