"The night you were ill," Doctor Denton went on calmly to reveal, "you called me 'Richard.'"
I felt the hot color rise to my cheeks again. "Well?"
"Nothing. Only—my name happens to be Bill."
"It would be," I remarked.
"Just what do you mean by that, Miss Carroll?"
But I only smiled angelically, and asked, "When do you expect Doctor McAllister back again, Doctor Denton?"
I do not know that my tone implied all that I felt, but I saw the steel-blue eyes grow very dark, and,
"Thank you!" said Doctor Denton stiffly.
I felt somewhat ashamed, and tried to make amends.