“Yes, George,” she said, taking his hands in hers, “I understand. But can’t you sit down and quiet yourself a little?”
“No, no, no! I can’t. Gardy, you’ve got to get me to the doctor at once. You understand, don’t you, Betty?”
“Yes, George. You shall go to the doctor at once.”
“What!” I cried. “Go back there now, when we’re so well rid of Brack?”
“What else is there to do?” she said. “Can we do anything but help him? Please don’t think of me. There isn’t the least bit of need of that.”
“I will do as you say,” I said. “Is it your wish we go back there?”
“We must. You can see there’s nothing else to do.
“You’ll stay here——”
“Certainly not!” cried George. “Takes two to paddle; I’m in no shape am I, Betty?”
I could have struck him for that, but Betty said soothingly—