“Impossible!” rejoined Mr. West, emphatically.
“At any rate she must be roused, or I cannot answer for the consequences. She has no wish to get well. She won’t take the trouble to live. I think, if you could manage to get her on board ship, a sea voyage might have a good effect.”
Yes, that would be the very thing, and fall in with Mr. West’s plans. A trip to Australia.
“How about a trip out to Sydney?”
“Yes; and the sooner you can get her off the better. Her illness is more mental than physical. She will perhaps recover amid totally strange surroundings, and where there is nothing to recall whatever is preying on her mind.”
“Preying on—stuff and nonsense—preying on a goose’s mind!” cried Mr. West, irascibly.
“I dare say whatever preyed upon a goose’s mind would have a scanty meal,” said the physician rather stiffly.
“But she has never had a care in her life!”
“Umph!” rejoined the other doubtfully. “No love affairs?”
“Not one.”