"Oh! You're here! I just sent for you." He waved the card.
"I know. I was busy."
"Funny, I didn't hear you come in!" He looked at her thoughtfully.
"You were thinking of something else, maybe," said Aunt Jane tranquilly. She came up to the desk.
He looked curiously at her face.
"What is the matter?" he asked.
"Nothing," responded Aunt Jane. "Do I look as if anything was the matter?" The face under its ink stains was serene.
Dr. Carmon regarded it critically. "Soap and water—" he suggested. He pointed a helpful finger at the smudge of ink on her cheek.
She lifted a quick hand.
He nodded grimly. "And there's a little over there by your left ear," he said wickedly.