He was haggard and disheveled, and as he approached her he walked unsteadily.
"I was in there through it all," he said, "and I heard every word."
She was herself again, at once. She knew she had not been herself ten minutes before.
"Well," she said.
He came up and stood near her—and almost abject tremor upon him.
"Will you listen to what I have got to say?" he said.
She made a cold gesture of assent.
"If she'd gone to some and heard what they had to tell," he said, "it would have killed her. It's well she came here."
She saw the dark color rush to his face and knew what was coming.