returning now that she was assured he was uninjured. "I was certain you
must be killed."

"It would have been one way out of it all, wouldn't it?" he replied with a
touch of bitterness.

"Oh, hush! Don't speak like that."

"I won't--if it annoys you. But, anyway, you needn't worry. I shan't die
young. The gods don't love me enough."

Ann ignored this.

"Do you think you could stand now?" she asked practically.

Tony's eyes gleamed mirthfully.

"I'm very comfortable as I am," he remarked, rubbing his cheek against her
skirt.

She resisted the temptation to smile.

"I'm not--particularly," she returned briefly. "I've got cramp."

He sat up at once.

"Oh, by Jove! Why didn't you say so before?"

"Because I hadn't got it before. I was much too concerned about you to have
time for it. How do you feel? Shall I help you up?"