human
Have you told her?
gpt
I can't.
human
My good woman, you'd better leave this afternoon.
gpt
Not --the tone itself was firm, through the shaky sobs--
human
I'll telegraph for some one. You shan't see her again. But I will see her at once.
gpt
You'll do nothing of the sort. I'll attend to her until I go. It has been a long strain, and, contrary to custom, I've had no time off. I'll telegraph to the Registry myself. And if I can't manage until then, I'll resign my profession.
human
That's better. Withrow approved her.
gpt
I'm awfully obliged. But honestly, she has got to know. I can't stand it, skulking round, much longer. And no matter what happens to the whole boiling, I'm not going to leave without seeing her.
human
I'll tell her. The nurse rose and walked to the barn-door like a heroine.
gpt
But you must stay here until I come for you.
human
I promise. Only you must come. I give you half an hour.
gpt
I don't need half an hour, thank you. She had recovered her professional crispness. In the wide door she stopped.
human
It's a pity, she said irrelevantly,
gpt
I believe you,
human
She has come downstairs in a wrapper. She hasn't been down for weeks. And she has found your hepaticas.
gpt
Oh, hell! Withrow was honestly disgusted. He had never meant to insult Kathleen Somers with hepaticas.
human
Is it safe to leave her alone with them?