"On the board of the Loulia."
"Ruby! Ruby! where are you?"
"Go back! Wait for me—wait!"
"Ruby!"
"I'm here! I'm coming, Nigel!"
XLIV
She met him in the garden, a little beyond the terrace. He had on an overcoat and a soft hat, and was carrying a cloak for her.
"You shouldn't walk out in the night air with bare arms and shoulders," he said, holding the cloak so that she could easily put it on.
She turned her back on him, put up her hands and so took it.