“Yes. We can get her through, between us, if we make up our minds she’s to live. Think of what she was yesterday.”
“But do you think we ought to? I don’t want her brought back to suffer.”
“She isn’t going to suffer. There’s no reason why she shouldn’t be as well as ever. If you want her to live.”
“Want her? Of course I want her to live.”
“I know you do. But you must get rid of your fear.”
“My fear?”
“Your fear of her dying.”
“Do you think my fear could—could make her?”
“I know it could. Make up your mind with me that she’s going to get well.”
“Supposing she wants to go? Supposing she’s fighting against us all the time?”