"She took it so calmly."
"Nothing in her life."
"I mean as if it happened every day."
Dacer shouted, still holding the telephone to his ear, "Miss Waverley!" Miss Waverley returned, and Dacer went on, "Have you ever found a lady in my arms before?"
"No, not in yours, doctor," said the nurse, as if she would not wish to be pressed about some of the people she had worked for.
"Thanks," said Dacer. "Miss Hazlitt thought you were not quite enough surprised."
"I wasn't surprised at all," answered Miss Waverley, and as Dacer was obliged to turn back to the telephone and take down some directions in writing she added, "He's been so absent-minded lately—since Elbridge—forgetting everything if I didn't follow him up."
Dacer had finished telephoning.
"Miss Hazlitt and I are going to be married," he said. "Get me a taxi, will you?"
"Not now!" said Lita.