“Are you going to come when you are called?” the man said.
At a glance, from Helia’s emotion, from certain noises he had heard, he guessed the truth. But he was far from thinking of Phil. He suspected that some circus man was paying court to her.
Phil, from the outside, heard this dialogue.
“You were not alone?”
“No!”
“There was a man here?”
Helia did not answer.
“Wait a bit,” said Cemetery. “I’ll teach you—”
“Don’t touch me—I forbid you!”