"Oh, Doctor—Doctor—I can't stand it—I can't stand it."
"What's the quickest way?" said Stover.
"Chapel Street," said the doctor.
Stover turned the horses' heads into the thoroughfare, looking straight ahead, aware soon of the men who saw him in the full light of the day, driving through the streets of New Haven in such inexplicable company. And suddenly at the first turn he came face to face with another carriage in which were Jean Story and her mother.
CHAPTER XXVI
When Stover returned to his rooms, it was long after supper.
"Where the deuce have you been?" said Hungerford, looking up from his books.
"Went for a drive, got home late," said Stover shortly. He filled the companionable pipe, and sank into the low arm-chair, which Regan had broken for comfort. Something in his abrupt procedure caused Bob Story to look over at Regan with an inquiring raise of his eyebrows.