"What I was going to say is..." I began, when she broke in again.
"I won't hear it. I don't want to hear any more. I wish you'd go away."
"You must hear me," I said quietly, but with some authority in my tone.
"'Must!' I don't understand you."
"Must—for your own safety."
"Thank you. I can protect myself. Your other cares and responsibilities have a prior claim on you. Will you please leave me now?"
"No, I can't go, until I've told you...."
"I will not listen! Didn't I tell you?" She was vehemence itself.
I shrugged my shoulders in despair.
"This morning..." I began; but the moment I opened my lips she broke out again with her vehement interruptions.