Her colour rose under his gaze, but she would not avoid it. "Does it matter why?" she said.
"It does when I want to know," he answered. Again his look went to her hands. "How the little brute scored you! So much for gratitude!"
"You don't expect gratitude from a creature wild with fright," said Toby.
She spoke rather breathlessly, and he saw that she was on the verge of tears again. He got up and drew her to her feet.
"Let's walk for a bit!" he said.
She stood as one in doubt and he felt that she was trembling.
"I say—don't!" he said suddenly and winningly. "I won't do anything you don't like, I swear. You shan't be bothered. Can't you trust me?"
She made a little movement towards him, and he put his arm round her shoulders. They turned along the greensward side by side.
"It was awfully nice of you to come," Bunny said in that new gentle voice of his. "I didn't mean you to get there first, but old Bishop is so long-winded I couldn't get away."
"It didn't matter," said Toby with a nervous little smile.