"If necessary. It isn't the first time." He winced and shrank. "Ah, I'm sorry if that hurt you!" she cried contritely.
"Never mind. There are others than me to be thought of."
"You do the thinking, Bobs. I'm not up to it."
"I will."
"That's like you," she murmured gratefully.
"Where are you supposed to be staying?"
"At the Barhams', on Walnut Street. Only Sue is at home."
"Can you arrange it with her?"
"To back up my lies? Yes; Sue will stand by." It was characteristic of Mona Fentriss that she should use the short, ugly, and veracious word.
"Then I shall take you to a Philadelphia hospital."