"But I've got to go away," she insisted wildly. "Out of this house of death and failure!"
"You haven't failed yet. You've only begun." She stood up.
"Let me pass."
"No."
Abruptly she gave way, as she always did when he talked to her. She covered her face with her hands and burst into tears.
"Go back into that room and tell the nurse you'll take your husband for a drive," he suggested.
"I can't."
"Oh, yes."
Once more Luella looked at him, and knew that she would obey. With the conviction that her spirit was broken at last, she took up her suitcase and walked back through the hall.