Something has
been keeping you awake. What is it?"
"I am not at all sick, and I slept very well last night." I drew a
little further from the flame of the fire. "I'm sorry if my eyes--"
"Belie your bluff? They always do. Resist as you will, they give
you away. You've been working yourself to death doing absurd things
for unthankful people. Who is that sick person downstairs? Where'd
you pick her up?"
"I didn't pick her up. She had a hemorrhage and fainted in front of
the house. I happened to see her and--and--"
"Had her brought in. I understand. In a neighborhood of this sort
you don't know who you're bringing in, but I suppose that doesn't
matter."
"No, it doesn't--when the bringing in is a matter of life and death,
perhaps! As long as I am here and Mrs. Mundy is here, any one can
come in who for the moment has nowhere else to go. Scarborough
Square has no walls around its houses. Whoever needs us is a
neighbor. The girl was ill."
My voice was indignant. There are times when Selwyn makes me
absolutely furious. He apparently takes pleasure in pretending to
have no heart.
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