Ted blushed. “Oh, marriage is all right,” he protested.
Dr. Barsch lit his pipe. “Marriage is all right. Hm,” he said playfully. “I’ve a notion to tell Miss Simpson how enthusiastic you are about the institution of wedlock. You and your city ways! Moon and pussyfoot around and steal the best doggoned Supervisor of Nurses I ever had! All right, indeed!”
Ted shifted painfully. “Oh, I’m very much in favor of marriage, doctor....”
“That’s good to hear,” Dr. Barsch said.
“It’s just that Jean draws so well....”
“And Miss Simpson makes such a good Supervisor,” Dr. Barsch added.
Ted squirmed. “I’m sorry,” he said. “You can’t have her back!” He looked at Jean’s and Dr. Barsch’s faces. They were grinning.
“Dr. Barsch, you shouldn’t tease him so,” Jean said lightly. “Isn’t it all right to tell him about the plan?”
Dr. Barsch puffed at his pipe. “Of course, my dear.”
Breathlessly, Jean repeated Dr. Barsch’s plans for her to Ted. The young doctor nodded and clapped his hands together in agreement.