"Don't remember!"
"You don't—?"
He got up slowly out of his chair.
"But the—the strangest thing Isaacson said was this."
He put one hand on the back of the chair, and leaned down a little towards her.
"He said that at last he forced you to let him attend me as a doctor by—by threatening you."
"Oh!"
"By threatening, if you would not, to call in the police authorities."
She said nothing. All he was saying flowed past her like running water. No more than running water did it mean to her. Apparently she had fought and struggled too long, and the revenge of nature upon her was this terrible indifference following upon so much of terror, of strife, of enforced and desperate patience.
"Ruby!"