“Matters get worse and worse with me, Bab,” he replied. “I sometimes scarcely know what I am doing.”
“It is all nerves, dear,” she answered.
“If so, do you know a cure?”
“Common sense,” she replied.
“What do you mean, Barbara?”
“What I say. You are very anxious. If your mind were set at rest your nervous fears would vanish.”
“Ah, but that’s just it. I can’t set my mind at rest. You don’t know what happened last night.”
He then related his interview with Mrs. Pelham and his further interview with Tarbot. Barbara listened attentively.
“I know what I would do,” she said suddenly.
“What?”