human
Bring the doctor a cup of coffee, Mary! He could remember that he stood sorting out the letters on the hall table, running them over swiftly, then going through them slowly, one by one, scanning each address, each post-mark; then, with shaking hands, shuffling and sorting them like a pack of cards, and going through them again. _She had not written_. He could remember that he heard the blood beating in his ears, and at the same time his mother's voice:
gpt
Bring the doctor a cup of coffee.