"Whom does it concern besides me?"
She coloured; she hesitated; she was silent.
"Speak, Cary! Whom does it concern?"
She tried to utter a name, and could not.
"Tell me; there is none present but ourselves. Be frank."
"But if I guess wrong?"
"I will forgive. Whisper, Cary."

"Whom does it concern besides me?"
She coloured; she hesitated.
"Speak, Cary! There is none present but ourselves. Whisper, Cary."
