"Presently," he answered, "put it down."
She glanced at the clock and held the glass out once more.
"It is past the time," she said.
"I have had two doses to-day," he answered. "Quite enough, I think. Set it down and go away, please. I want to talk with this gentleman."
"Talking is not good for you," she said, without moving. "Better take your medicine and go to sleep!"
He took the glass from her hand, and, with a glance at its contents which puzzled me, drank it off.
"Now will you go?" he asked, handing back the glass to her.
She dragged her chair to the bedside.
"If you will talk," she said stolidly, "I must watch that you do not excite yourself too much!"
He glanced meaningly at me.