"What d'you mean? What wouldn't you tell her?"
"What I'd seen here."
"What had you seen?"
"I kep' it as my great secret—but I'll tell you, because you've found out all my secrets, now, haven't you?"
"Well, let's hear it."
"I saw a man hiding, crawling, ready to spring out on me."
"Oh. When was that?"
"Ages and ages ago, when I was almost a baby."
"Heft yourself, Norah. I want to get up, an' stretch ma legs."
The gentle soothing fire had faded—an invincible coldness crept on slow-moving blood from his heart to his brain. The girl was safe now. He would not injure her to-night. He got up, and stood looking down at her.