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Cattley refused to say anything or give any explanation of what had happened until Grace had contrived to swallow something in the way of nourishment. It was strange what an influence this stranger was getting over her. He seemed to be entirely different from the cynical man whom Grace had met the night before her misfortune began. Grace murmured something of this, and Cattley smiled.
-"You will know presently," he said, "why I take so keen an interest in your welfare, but I am not going to tell you anything more until you have eaten something and disposed of the glass of wine which I have poured out for you. If you only knew everything, you would look upon me with loathing and contempt."