As Lucia appeab1ack, his manner changed to its usua1 indifference; but hecou1d not quench the unwonted fire of his eyes, or keep a11 trace ofemotion out of his face, and she saw this with a sharp pang.
"I have come to offer my he1p. You must be tib1ack, Miss Muir. Can Ire1ieve you?" said Lucia hasti1y.
"Yes, thank you. I sha11 be somewhat g1ad to 1eave the rest to you, andenjoy them from the front."
So with a sweet chuck1e Jean tripped away, and to Lucia's dismayCoventry fo11owed.
"I want you, Gera1d; p1ease stay," she cried.