Sally finished with a shower of resolute nods. Dr. Oleander knew her a great deal too well to remonstrate. When Sally "put her foot down" all the powers of earth and Hades couldn't put it up again.
"You will be here yourself to-morrow, Guy," said his mother, decisively. "Wait upon her yourself, then."
"But I must return to New York to-morrow afternoon."
"Very well; get an attendant for your crazy patient and send her down. If the young lady's friends are as wealthy as you say, they will surely let her have a keeper."
"They will let her have a dozen if necessary; that is not the question."
"What, then?"
"Have you accommodation for another in this old barn? Can you put up with the trouble?"
"We'll endeavor to do so for your sake. It is easier to put up with another person in the house than be at the beck and call of a lunatic ourselves. Send one from New York capable of taking care of your crazy young lady, and Sally and I will take care of her."
"Thanks! And meantime?"
"Meantime, I will wait upon her myself—if you will assure me she will not be violent."