"Good-night. Come to lunch on Sunday, if you can."
"If I can. May I be properly introduced to this young lady?"
"Of course. Do you not know each other's names? Miss Desmond, this is my cousin, Dr. Leslie Fergusson."
Jean smiled up at him.
"Thank you for the care you took of me."
"I hope you will see Scotland in a pleasanter humour to-morrow. Good-night."
He was gone, and again, Jean turned to the couch.
Sunnie smiled up at her.
"I shall take you as my friend," she remarked, with an old-fashioned air. "Cousin Leslie likes you."
"I am going to take Miss Desmond to her room, Sunnie. You will not see her again to-night. Where is nurse?"