"It is more than kind of you to suggest coming to see me, but--"
Nurse Rosemary dropped her pen. "Oh, Mr. Dalmain," she said, "let
her come."
Garth turned upon her a face of blank surprise.
"I do not wish it," he said, in a tone of absolute finality.
"But think how hard it must be for any one to want so much to be
near a--a friend in trouble, and to be kept away."
"It is only her wonderful kindness of heart makes her offer to come,
Miss Gray. She is a friend and comrade of long ago. It would greatly
sadden her to see me thus."
"It does not seem so to her," pleaded Nurse Rosemary. "Ah, cannot
you read between the lines? Or does it take a woman's heart to
understand a woman's letter? Did I read it badly? May I read it over
again?"
A look of real annoyance gathered upon Garth's face. He spoke with
quiet sternness, a frown bending his straight black brows.
"You read it quite well," he said, "but you do not do well to
discuss it. I must feel able to dictate my letters to my secretary,
without having to explain them.
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