"Please——"
Tom drew her gently around and looked into her eyes:
"Why—what on earth—you're crying!"
She tried to draw away but he held her hand firmly:
"What is it? What's happened? What's the matter?"
His questions were fired at her with lightning rapidity.
The girl dropped forlornly on the lounge and turned her face away:
"Please go!"
"I won't go—I won't!" he answered firmly as he bent closer.
"Please—please!"