“I—I don’t know,” she said.
“What’s the matter? What are you looking like that for? Has anything happened to Cosimo?”
“No. No. No. He’s coming home. No. Nothing’s happened.”
“Can I be of use to you?” She was prepared to be that.
“No—yes—I don’t know——”
Dorothy’s eyes had hardened a little.—“Do you want something—and if you don’t—had you to come—to-night?”
Amory spoke quite quickly and eagerly.
“Oh yes—to-night—it had to be to-night—I had to come to-night——”
Dorothy’s eyes grew harder still.