"I wish Mitchel would run into something and kill him!" said Olga, with sudden vehemence.
Max's brows went up. "Afraid I didn't give Mitchel instructions to that effect."
He spoke without raising his eyes, being quite obviously intent upon his darning. Olga watched him for a few seconds in silence. Finally she gave herself a slight shake and rose.
"You're doing that on the right side," she said.
"It's the best way to approach this kind of hole," said Max.
She came and stood by his side, still closely watching him.
"Dr. Wyndham!" she said at last, her voice very low.
"Please don't make me nervous!" said Max.
"Don't, please!" she said. "I want to speak to you seriously."
He drew out his needle with a reflective air. "Are you going to ask me to prescribe for you?"