"Good Lord! What on earth for?"
"Because I knew that if I didn't you'd go up and speak to somebody else. Somebody who wouldn't let you go."
She was more staggering than he could have thought her.
"But, dear lady, why——?"
"Why? It's quite simple. You see, I saw you and her together, and I took an interest—I always do take an interest. So I watched you; and then—well—I saw what you thought of me for watching. At first I was just wild. And then, afterward, I said to myself I didn't know but what I'd just as soon you did think it, and then we'd have it out, and we'd see what we could make of it between us."
"Make of it?" he breathed.
"Well—I suppose you'll have to make something of it, won't you?"
"Between us?" He smiled faintly.
"Between us. I suppose if I've made you feel like that I've got to help you."
"To help me?"