"But if you are in danger there?"
"If I am, and I need your help, I will cry out loud enough for you to hear me."
"Then I may enter?"
"Then you may enter—yes, if you can."
There was mockery in her tones, but it was the mockery of despair.
"Very well," I replied quietly, "I will obey."
She looked at me eagerly.
"And you will not interfere with me?"
"No."
"And you will remain here hidden from sight?"