“What o’clock is it now?”
“Six o’clock.”
“I can sleep until nine, I believe. Will you promise to wake me at nine o’clock?”
“You shall wake yourself. I need not be present. I will simply suggest to you that you sleep for three hours, and at nine you will wake. You may rest assured that things will happen exactly as I wish.”
“Where did you learn all this gibberish, Clara? Oh, of course, with Dr. Weismann in Paris. He was a rare humbug.”
“You would not think so if you had been in his employment, as I was for three years. He performed marvelous cures, and was a wonderful man.”
“He is dead, is he not?” said Tarbot.
“He is. Had he been alive I should still have been with him.”
“Aye, Clara, and happier than with me.”
“Perhaps so, Luke; but all the same, I am with you, and I would not change my lot for that of any other woman in the world. It is within your power to——”