"She sang to-night on your programme."
"Oh, I see, with the other hired singers; well, what do you want?"
"Only a few minutes of your time on a matter of grave importance."
"I don't care to discuss business here to-night, Woodman," Bivens broke in abruptly. "Come to my office."
"I have been there three or four times," the doctor went on hurriedly, "and wrote to you twice. I felt sure that my letters had not reached you. I hoped for the chance of a moment to-night to lay my case before you."
Bivens smiled and sat down.
"All right, I'll give you five minutes."
"I felt sure you had not seen my letters."
"I'll ease your mind on that question. I did see them both. You got my answer?"
"That's just it. I didn't. And I couldn't understand it."