Even with Nathaniel York's quick wits, he was left speechless by the overwhelming sense of being caught in the act!
Moreover, the way Scarlett Glenn looked at him made him feel uneasy, as if she were about to slap him across the face and yell: "Scumbag!"
Nathaniel York looked at Matilda Jenkins, wrapped in a bedsheet. "Well... at least she knows to cover herself. That's progress!" he thought.
Matilda, her face flushed from fever, swayed unsteadily on her feet, barely able to stand, and called out weakly for "Scarlett."
Nathaniel York wanted to go and help her, but Scarlett Glenn's gaze was so intimidating that he was afraid she would break his arm if he tried.
Scarlett Glenn's eyes bore into him as she demanded, "Well, don't just stand there silent. Speak! Explain this!"
Nathaniel York forced a smile: "Yeah... well, how come she's in bed with me?"
