"Hasn't she got a nurse?" demanded his wife.
"I merely offered the suggestion in order—"
"Well, we'll see her next week. Any other news?"
"Mrs. Booth, Brandon's mother, was operated on for something or other day before yesterday."
"Oh, dear! The poor thing! Where?"
"Philadelphia, of course."
"I wonder if—let me see, Leslie, isn't there a good train to Philadelphia at four o'clock? I could go—"
"Really, my dear," said her husband sharply.
"You forget how busy we are, mother," said Vivian, without a smile.
"Nonsense!" said Mrs. Wrandall, in considerable confusion. "Was it a serious operation, Redmond?"