"And then," finished the doctor caustically, "you'll fix him up nicely for a very bad attack of brain fever."
"That is one presumption!"
"The only one."
"I don't agree with you! I'll undeceive him about Mrs. Veilsturm, and then he'll see the snare he has escaped."
"Oh, and do you think that will quiet him?" asked Dr. Storge sarcastically.
"I think it will turn his thoughts back to his wife. If so, I'll write to her to come over----"
"What about the forgiveness?"
"I'll tell her it's a case of life and death. That will surely soften her."
"You whirl about like a weather-cock, my friend," said Storge grimly, "you tell me decisively that the wife is unforgiving, and won't come, then you say she might soften--which view is the right one?"
"Both."