Perhaps you can assist me."
"Is this a D?" asked Miss Lady, looking over his shoulder.
"I judge so; an adaptation of the Greek character. Why the art of
handwriting should be considered obsolete, I am at a loss to--"
"Oh, she says she is coming to-day," interrupted Miss Lady, "on the
eleven train. I must go down and tell Uncle Jimpson to be at the
station, and have Aunt Caroline put on another plate for dinner."
"Then what are you going to do, my dear?"
"I was going to the cemetery."
"You would better come up here instead. In your mental state a person
is very sensitive to environment. You should avoid everything that
excites the emotions. I think you can trust me to know what is best
for you just now?"
"Indeed I can," Miss Lady said impulsively; "you have helped me more
than anybody. Daddy would be so grateful if he knew."
"He does know," announced the Doctor with the finality of one to whom
all things have been revealed. "But we must not discuss these things
now. Miss Wuster has just been reading me the account of young
Dillingham's trial. Perhaps you have been following it?"
"Yes," said Miss Lady without looking up.
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