"No, you!" she retorted.
He took her bags and they walked side by side, looking at each other as if their eyes required the sight.
"How is she?" asked Kate.
"Very bad."
"What is it?"
"The doorway to madness."
"You've had a specialist?"
"Yes. He wanted to take her to a sanatorium. I begged him to wait--to let you try. How could I let her go out from my door to be cast in with the lost?"
"I suppose it was David's death that caused it."
"Oh, yes. What else could it be?"