"Well?"
"I don't want to go, if you must know!" She blurted the answer rudely and turned away.
"Augusta! Wait!"
"I'm going to the hotel," she flung over her shoulder.
She kept on walking.
"Come back."
Unlatching the gate she flung it open in defiance.
"No!" She seemed like a person obsessed.
Symes arose and walked quickly after her. She stopped then and Symes wondered at his own self-control as he faced her.
"Augusta," he said quietly, "Dr. Harpe is not coming here again."