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and then, absent-mindedly. It was after midnight when he turned to give her such a glance and found her staring at him, wide awake.
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He put down his pencil at once. "Would you like me to warm your milk?" he asked.
She rose on her elbow, evidently frightened, and looked down at the towel on her feet.
He said, to reassure her, "I'll see that you get back safely, as soon as you feel better."
She asked, hoarsely, "How did I get in here?"
"Don't you remember? You told me you were hungry," he said. "You couldn't walk to a restaurant, so I brought you here. I guess you fainted."
She blinked at him in a bewildered daze. She demanded, "Why did you tie my feet?"
"Your feet?" he asked. "Oh! They aren't tied. I took off your shoes and stockings because they were wet, and wrapped your feet in a towel to warm them. Try some of this ham. It's generally pretty good."
He poured her a cup of milk and made her a sandwich of the ham and two slices of bread while he talked. "Don't you remember drinking a cup of milk and eating something?"
She shook her head, watching his hands in silence, sitting up against the wall with her feet drawn up under the overcoat.
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