"That," he continued to his wife, with a movement of his head in Mona's direction, "is a great medical light."
Mona laughed.
"I am sure of it," said Lady Munro, with her irresistible smile. "As for me, I would as soon have a woman doctor as a man."
Sir Douglas threw back his head and clapped his hands, with a harsh laugh.
"Well," he said, "when you come to say that—the skies will fall."
"Douglas, what do you mean?" She looked annoyed. At the moment she really believed that she had been an advocate of women doctors all her life. Sir Douglas seated himself on a low chair beside her, and began to play with her embroidery silks.
When Mona rose to go, a little later, Lady Munro took her hand affectionately.
"Mona," she said, "I told you we were starting on Monday morning for a short tour in Norway. My husband and I should be so pleased if you would go with us."
Mona's cheek flushed. "How very kind!" she said. "I am so sorry it is impossible."
"Why?" said Sir Douglas quickly. "You don't need to go to your cousin till the end of the month."