"And what am I to do?"
"Keep Mrs. Veilsturm away."
"But she surely doesn't visit him," said Eustace in an astonished tone, "because, in the first place, she doesn't care for him, and in the second, she's too cautious to jeopardise her position in Society."
"She does not exactly visit him," replied Storge, rising, "but she sends messages, flowers, fruit, three-cornered notes, and all that rubbish. Of course it keeps Errington perpetually thinking about her--then he thinks about his wife, and between the two I'm afraid of the result."
"Well, I'll go and see Mrs. Veilsturm," said Eustace grimly. "I've no doubt I'll be able to persuade her to leave my cousin alone."
"I don't envy you the interview," observed Storge, who was a sharp observer, "nor her either. Still she's a fine woman."
"A fine devil," retorted Gartney, with less than his usual caution.
"She looks like it," said the doctor coolly, going to the door. "A Creole, isn't she?--ah! I thought so. Got a considerable touch of the tiger in her I should say. I wouldn't like to be under her claws--too risky. Well I'll go up and see our patient."
"And I'll go and see Mrs. Veilsturm."
"You'd better have your lunch first," said Storge "you'll need all your strength."