"Do you think it possible _you_ could ever need _me_?" To which he
replied very soberly:
"I need you more than you would believe."
Mr. Hamilton never made a remark like that, which revealed any
sentiment for me, without seeming to regret it a moment later. Now he
got up abruptly and asked me which room I slept in. I said generally
in the inner one, because Lolly came in late from her night work and
engagements.
"I want to see your room," he said, "and I want to see what clothes you
need."
He knew much about women's clothes. I felt ashamed to have him poking
about among my poor things like that, and I grew very red; but he took
no notice of me, and jotted down some things in his notebook. He said I
would need this, that, and other things.