"He's dead?"
"Yes. Don't let's talk of that."
"I've got to live?"
"Yes."
"Who are you?" she inquired after a time. "You're a doctor?"
"I'm your sort, yes, Miss Warren," said he.
"A gentleman."
"Relative term!"
"You've been very good. Where do you live?"
"Down at the Government dam, below here. I'm the Company doctor."