"You are greatly attached to Mr. Chesney, are you not?"
"I have served Mr. Chesney for ten years, madam."
Gaynor's face was as impassive as ever. He was evidently not an emotional character. Sophy looked down again at her knitted fingers; then she said:
"Have you thought of any especial doctor?"
"Doctor Algernon Carfew is considered an excellent nerve-specialist, madam. I believe he studied in the States with Doctor Weir Mitchell."
So Gaynor had thought very carefully and seriously on this subject, long before the present moment!
Sophy gazed at him keenly again. What important knowledge lay locked in that narrow chest, of which the key would not be given her, she felt sure! And an unwilling conviction seized her: there must be something fundamentally fine in Cecil to make a servant so loyal to him.
She leaned back wearily again on the cushions.
"I must think this over very carefully, Gaynor. It will be a very serious matter to violate Mr. Chesney's wishes in this way."
"Yes, madam."