He was very sweet to me. I can't think how big things can be so gentle.
'Of course, I'm not "angry" with you, darling, only I feel I have so badly bungled things, if you felt it was necessary to go to the hospital without telling me.'
'But, Ross, if you had been here, you wouldn't have let me go.'
'Well, of course I wouldn't when you catch the 'flu every time you meet the bug. Michael——'
'Oh, don't let Michael be angry with me either, I can't bear it.'
'Oh, Meg, I'm sure your temperature must have gone up miles, I shall have to send the S.P. for the doctor, if you go on being "meek." Has Michael ever been angry with you, you little goose?'
'No, except about the being taken care of side of things.'
'Well, don't you see, one must take care of something smaller than oneself. I can't explain, little 'un, only it's in one's blood, and your going to the hospital like that——'
'Hurt you?'
'Well, darling, if you make me say it, yes, a little bit.'