“Are you frightened?” he asked her.
“No. But what is it all about?”
Her companion glanced back to where the long beams of light were searching their dust. When he turned toward her his face was grave. He held her closely for a moment, peering into her eyes.
“Will you help me, Doris?” she heard him say.
“But how? What can I do, Cyril?”
He hesitated again, glancing over his shoulder.
“Bally nuisance to have to drive you like this. Wouldn’t do it if it wasn’t most important——”
“Yes——”
“They want something I’ve got——”