"Then she will be dead. So her relief will come."
The girl drew back a little.
"She must not die. I must not let her die."
She looked up at him as though she expected him even in this emergency to suggest some way out of it. But he was speechless.
"I must go back to her," she said after a minute. "I must go and comfort her."
"Yes," he said, "that is the best you can do. Take her hand and hold it. That is all you can do. Ben is upstairs?"
"Yes. I have n't told him yet."
"Tell him," he advised. "It will help him to have an opportunity to help another."
"Then you will excuse me?"
"Of course. But there is something that I must tell you before you go. I must leave you both now."