"How about that very chivalric threat you made just now," the girl retorted, sneeringly. "If I live, are you going to have me arrested for this thing?"
"Not if you behave yourself and promise to make no more trouble," the physician replied gravely.
There was another long silence. The girl lay with eyes closed. The physician stood watching her keenly. Presently she opened her eyes again.
"Call Mrs. Graham over here," she said peremptorily.
"What are you going to say to her?" the physician shot back.
"That's my business and hers," Miss Draper returned, with a flash of her old spirit. "If you want a release from that promise you'd better let her come over here, otherwise I'll hold her to it."
Disregarding Lillian's clutch upon my arm I moved swiftly to the side of the bed and looked down into the sick girl's eyes, brilliant with fever.
"Did you wish to speak to me?" I asked gently.
"Yes," she said abruptly, "I release you from your promise, and you are free to believe or not what I have said during my—delirium."
She emphasized the last word with a little mocking smile. The same smile was on her lips as she added, slowly, sneeringly: