"We couldn't save her, Diana," he said, tensely.
"Oh, the poor little thing!"
"We made a fight for it. I sent for you because if she roused I wanted you to be there."
"If you had telephoned sooner."
"I could not. The change was very sudden." He flung himself into a chair. "Oh, what is all my skill worth, Diana, when I couldn't save that child?"
She had seen him in such moods before, when he had felt powerless against all the opposing forces of disease and death.
But she did not care that others should see him. It was enough that she should know that this great doctor Anthony had his weaknesses. The rest of the world should not know it.
"Come out into the garden," she coaxed; "the air will do you good."
As they walked up and down the garden paths he gave her more definite details. "She did not know that she was going. There was no reason to trouble her gentle soul with fears. And so, at last, when she drifted off into the silence, she was smiling."
"And I am sure that she was still smiling when on the other side she found Love waiting."