’No，Icannotletyouin，’shemurmured，afterapause。
’Dashmywig，then，’hecried，hisfaceflamingup，’I’llfindawaytogetin！Now，don’tyouprovokeme！Youdon’tknowwhatIamcapableof。Iaskyouagain，willyouopenthedoor？’
’Whydoyouwishit？’shesaidfaintly。
’IhavetoldyouIwanttositdown；andIwanttoaskyouaquestion。’
’Youcanaskmefromwhereyouare。’