But of course she would be brave.
“Is it serious?”
Major Hunter nodded gravely. He said the one word “Yes.”
“Very serious?”
Now he raised his head. He looked her full in the eyes. She’d never realized until that moment that he was extraordinarily handsome though in a melodrama kind of way. “It’s as bad as it can be, Mrs. Howard,” said Major Hunter simply. “But—go in there,” he said hastily and he almost pushed her into her own dining-room. “We must bring him in—where can we——”
“Can he be taken upstairs?” asked Geraldine.
“Yes, yes of course.” Major Hunter looked at her so strangely—so painfully.
“There’s his dressing-room,” said Geraldine. “It’s on the first floor. I’ll lead the way,” and she put her hand on the Major’s arm. “It’s quite all right, Major,” she said, “I’m not going to break down—” and she actually smiled, a confident brilliant smile.
To her amazement as Major Hunter turned away he burst out with, “Ah, my God! I’m so sorry.”