“It’s long after office hours. I didn’t know it was a patient. She was ‘a lady to see the doctor,’ and I wondered what you were doing shut up here.”
“You needn’t constitute yourself my mentor!” he cried angrily.
“Why, doctor, I never thought of such a thing!”
“Then please don’t do it again.”
“But, if she wasn’t a patient, what was she here for?”
He stared at her, astounded at her effrontery—and uneasy.
“As I told you once before, I am making a series of analyses. I was making a study of—that lady.”
“You only analyze women, don’t you?”
“Certainly not!” he answered with a frown. “Only they happen to be about—”
“Yes, they do!” Miss Franklin agreed warmly. “They certainly do happen to be about!” She sat down. “I’ve been analyzing you,” she said.