'Oh no, Philip—he is very clever, but too young. I should not like to have Mr. Knight here about me. But I assure you, it is nothing!—I mean there is nothing really the matter with me. It used to be said that I had all the physique of us two sisters, and Janet all the verve.'
'I wish you to have proper advice. You understand. I wish it.'
'Then, Philip, I will let anyone you like come and see me, or I will go to anyone you recommend.'
'I have no knowledge of doctors,' he said almost contemptuously.
'If I might have a choice——' she hesitated.
'Of course you may—in reason.'
'There is Mr. John Dale; he was dear Uncle Jeremiah's best friend, and he is Janet's guardian. I always liked him, and he knows about us sisters. Besides, I do want to see him and ask him what he thinks about Janet; but he is a long way off, he is at Bridlington. If you think it would be extravagant sending so far, I would go myself gladly and see him. Indeed, I dare say the journey would do me good.'
'Very well,' said Philip, 'I'll telegraph for Mr. Dale.'
'And then,' added Salome, 'if you do not object, he can overhaul baby and see that the darling is sound as a bell. But—there is no need at all to telegraph. I know quite well what is the matter with me. It is nothing that any doctor can cure.'
'What is it?'