"Mr. Gaw," her patient returned, "has borrowed from me before. Mr. Gaw, Graham——!"
"Yes sir?" said Gray with the door ajar and his hand on the knob.
The fine old presence on the pillow had faltered before expression; then it appeared rather sighingly and finally to give the question up. "Well, Mr. Gaw's an abyss."
Gray found himself suddenly responsive. "Isn't he, the strange man?"
"The strange man—that's it." This summary description sufficed now to Mr. Betterman's achieved indifference. "But you've seen him?"
"Just for an instant."
"And that was enough?"
"Well, I don't know." Gray himself gave it up. "You're all so fiercely interesting!"
"I think Rosanna's lovely!" Miss Good enough contributed, to all appearance as an attenuation, while she tucked their companion in.
"Oh Miss Gaw's quite another matter," our young man still paused long enough to reply.