I will not have it." Elizabeth laughed softly.
"My dear father," she said, "you will really have to take something for your nerves.

Nothing need happen to Mr.Pritchard at all unless he asks for it.

He has his chance--.

no one should expect more." "You are right, my dear Elizabeth," declared Crease, speaking very slowly and with his usual drawl.

"This question of his health for the future--at any rate, for the immediate future--is entirely in Pritchard's own hands.