“I can’t help it, the feeling’s there. If you try all night you’ll never be able to argue me out of it. I feel it in every bone of my body. I couldn’t be more certain if I saw Margaret lying dead in front of me.”
Susie saw that it was indeed useless to reason with him. The only course was to accept his conviction and make the best of it.
“What do you want us to do?” she asked.
“I want you both to come to England with me at once. If we start now we can catch the evening train.”
Susie did not answer, but she got up. She touched the doctor on the arm.
“Please come,” she whispered.
He nodded and untucked the napkin he had already arranged over his waistcoat.
“I’ve got a cab at the door,” said Arthur.
“And what about clothes for Miss Susie?” said the doctor.
“Oh, we can’t wait for that,” cried Arthur. “For God’s sake, come quickly.”