“There is no remedy?”
“None.”
“Thank you very much. I must return home now,” said Clara.
“But take care of yourself. You did wrong to come out in the night air. How mad Dr. Tarbot must be not to have discovered this long ago! He ought to have sent you to a warmer climate.”
“It doesn’t matter,” said Clara. “I thank you for telling me the truth.”
She shook hands with Dr. Murchison and left the house. She had not been absent from her own house more than half an hour, and as she reentered the house Tarbot met her.
“You were out,” he said. “Where were you?”
“I went to see my friend, Dr. Mary Murchison.”
“What about?”
“I was asking her advice. I am not quite well, Luke.”