notorious gangster. Her hands made me feel quiet and nice and sleepy and I told her about Dr. Lowell
and how great a doctor he is and how terrible I am in love in secret with Dr. B-. I'm sorry I told her
about the case. Never have I done such a thing. But I was so shaken and once I had begun I seemed to
have to tell her everything. Everything in my mind was so distorted that once when I had lifted my head to
look at her I actually thought she was gloating. That shows how little I was like myself! After I had
finished she told me to lie there and sleep and she would waken me when I wished. So I said I must go at
four. I went right to sleep and woke up feeling rested and fine. When I went out the little skeleton and
book were still on the table, and I said I was so sorry about the book. She said, "Better the book than
your hand, my dear. The wire might have snapped loose while you were handling it and given you a nasty
cut." She wants me to bring down my nurse's dress so she can make a little one like it for the new doll.