Allan Woodcourt sees that this is not a sham. He constrains himself to touch him. "Come, Jo. Tell me."
"No. I dustn't," says Jo, relapsing into the profile state. "I dustn't, or I would."
"But I must know," returns the other, "all the same. Come, Jo."

Allan Woodcourt sees that this is not a sham, and makes himself touch him. "Come, Jo. Tell me."
"No. I dustn't," says Jo.
"But I must know. Come, Jo."
