The door opened softly and the new nurse who had come with Dr. Martin looked in for an instant.
"He is coming round, Major Tristram," she said.
"Very well, nurse. I'll be with you at once."
He went towards the door, but Anne forestalled him. Her face was composed and very set, though the tears still hung on her long lashes.
"I don't want you to—I don't think you ought to——"
He looked at her grimly.
"As you wish. Dr. Martin must be outside somewhere. I'll explain. He can take over the case."
"Explain—what do you mean?"
He shrugged his shoulders.
"We've got to begin somewhere. Better now."