"Bat!" she said, and stood staring at him.
"Just come in?" he asked.
"No," was the answer. "I—I——"
"Just going out, then. I see."
There was something in his manner and tone which caused her to look at him steadily. Then with a little gesture she said:
"Will you come in?"
He entered and she closed the door; as he stood there turning his hat about in his hands, he looked very big and stubborn—and, if you understood him very well, as Nora did—very much afraid.
"It is late," she said. "Is anything wrong?"
"There will be," said Bat "There will be unless something is done to head it off."
Without a word she led the way into a room at one side; and after they had sat down, she asked: