She clapped her hands gleefully, whereupon the watchman arose, saying:
"No you don't!"
"I wouldn't allow such a thing," said Bernie, firmly. "It would mean a scandal."
"I—I can't stay here alone, for a whole week. I'll die."
"Then I'll join you myself," her brother offered.
Myra Nell looked alarmed. "Oh, not you! I want some one to nurse me when I fall ill."
"What makes you think you'll catch it? Were you exposed?"
"Exposed! Heavens! I can feel the disease coming on this very minute. The place is full of germs; I can spear 'em with a hat-pin." She shuddered and managed to counterfeit a tear.
"I've an idea," said Norvin. "I'll get that trained nurse who saved you when you fell off the horse."
"Vittoria? She might do. But, Norvin, the horse threw me." She warned him with a grimace which Bernie did not see. "He's a frightful beast."