"They'll make me."
"They shan't make you. I won't let them. It'll be all right, darling. I'll take you away with me to-morrow, and look after you, and keep you safe."
"But—they'll have to know."
"Yes. They'll have to know. I'll tell them."
She rose.
"Stay here," she said. "And keep quiet. I'm going to tell them now."
"Not now—please, not now."
"Yes. Now. It'll be all over. And you'll sleep."
* * * * *
She went in to where they waited for her.