He gave her one of his sharp glances and drew her toward a chair.
"Sit down by me," he said. "You are in no condition to be kept standing. I want to talk to you. You mustn't look like that," he said. "It won't do. You are worn out, but you mustn't give up. I have come to order you to do something."
"I will do anything you tell me," she answered.
"You will? Well, that's good! I thought you would, too. I want you to take me to this ball that is to be given to-morrow night."
She started in amazement.
"To the ball!" she exclaimed.
"Surprises you, doesn't it? I supposed it would; it surprises me a little, but I want to go nevertheless, and I have a reason."
"I am sure it is a good one," she said.
"It is," he answered. "None but the best would take me there. I never went to a ball in my life. You are the reason. I am going to take care of you."