"_What_?"
"He's coming with us--through Vienna--on his way to England. He's
going back to England--immediately.... He's promised.... He's promised
absolutely.... And so--you see--after all--I mean--he--he----"
"You mean he's going back to Helen?"
"Yes--yes--that's it.... He's promised.... He's given me his word.... He
wouldn't go back on his word, would he? ... Oh, I _know_ he wouldn't do
_that_...."
He floundered on into positive incoherence, and then, as if feeling the
hopelessness of speech, sank down into a chair beside mine and smiled.