"If you choose to wait, madam, take a seat," he said.... "I say take——"
He turned, questioning her continued silence, and sprang to his feet in dismay. The book-agent's head was lolling on her bosom; and his arm—extended to support her—was only out in time to catch her as she fell.
CHAPTER VI
"Now," said Kincaid, when she opened her eyes, "what's the matter with you? No nonsense; I'm a doctor; you mustn't tell lies to me! What's the matter with you?"
There are some things a woman cannot say; this was one of them.
"You're very exhausted?"
"Oh," she said weakly, "I—just a little."
"When had you food last?"
She gave no answer. He scrutinised her persistently, noting her hesitation, and shot his next question straight at the mark.