"I do not need them."
"Don't be childish." (There was no doubt but that he was himself again.) "Here, let me help you on with this cloak."
She submitted.
It took them three-quarters of an hour to reach the landing.
"This is it, I presume," he said, as he saw the dim outlines of two white houses at a little distance on the low shore. "I will knock them up, and get some sort of a place where you can rest."
"If there is any one to row, I should much rather go directly home."
"Always unreasonable. Give me your hands." He leaned forward and took them. "Cold as ice,—I thought so. You must come up to the house and go to bed."
"I could not sleep. Let me go home; it is the only place for me."
He still held her hands. "Very well," he said.
"Perhaps they have found Lanse," she went on.