"You mean, you won't."
"I can't, I mustn't, Granny."
"You mustn't?"
"No, Granny. Do try to realize, Granny dear, that I mustn't."
The old woman's head went up and down, nodding bitter reproaches....
"Granny, may I promise you to try my hardest ... to do you credit, one of these days ... as a doctor?"
She gave an angry, contemptuous smile through her tears. He kissed her very tenderly....
"Ah," he thought to himself, "how we all drag with us—every one of us—that burden of vanity in our souls ... which prevents us from living, from really living!..."
[24] Oh, dear!
[25] Mistress.