"Of course; I know that now. Diana was talking to me after we came home from our ride. She told me some of the wonderful things you had done, and of how people almost said their prayers to you."
"Not quite that—but it's my reward that so many of my patients are my friends because I have helped them."
"And Diana said that if I loved you I'd be glad—to let you—cut people up."
In spite of himself he laughed. She was irresistible.
"I shan't exact that of you. But at least you must not worry."
"And I won't have to live there?" anxiously.
"Where?"
"At the sanatorium?"
"Of course not. You'll live over there."
He pointed to a jutting rock on the top of which a big house loomed white in the moonlight.