In the second place, you confided to us your disease and your treatment of it--which was really none of our business." "I--I was wrong to do that.

But you led me on and--I'm so lonely--and you all seemed so generous and sympathetic--that I--I--" "That you unwittingly posted us concerning your real trouble.

Do you realize what it is?
You're a hypo--hypo--what do they call it ?--hypochondriac!" "I am not!" "And your doctor--your famous specialist--is a fool." "Oh, Miss Doyle!" "Also you are a--a chump, to follow his fool advice.

You don't need sympathy, Mr.A.Jones.What you need is a slapstick." "A--a--" "A slapstick.

And that's what you're going to get if you don't obey orders." Here the maid set down the breakfast, ranging the dishes invitingly before the invalid.