"Please don't look at me like that," she begged. "I wish you no harm, believe me!"
There was a pause, and then a first stern question.
"Who sent you here?"
"Nobody."
"Rot!"
"It's the truth."
"How else did you find me?"
"I saw you yesterday in the hut; you know that; you saw me."
"This is not the hut."
"No, but as you weren't there I looked for your tracks. And I found them. And here I am."