"You won't allow Bill to get up--I know that because he sent me a message.

Bill's the only person I want to see." "He'll come soon enough," said Dr.Panton, smiling.
"It was really Bill who saved me," she went on, as if speaking to herself.
"Of course it was Bill!" he spoke now with hearty assent.

"You've a splendid friend in that young man, Miss Bubbles, and I hope you're properly grateful to him ?" "I think I am," she said slowly.

"I'm trying to be." "And the other friend who wants to see you--may he come in for a minute ?" "The other friend?
Do you mean Sir Lyon ?" "No, no--of course not!" He spoke with a touch of impatience now.
"Mr.Tapster," said Bubbles, nervously flying off at a tangent, "wants me to marry him, Dr.Panton.He asked me--was it yesterday morning, or this morning ?" She knitted her brows.

"Of course, I had to help him out.
The moment he'd said it, he began to hope that I'd say 'No'-- so I thought I'd punish him, by leaving him in suspense a bit." "He was very distressed at your accident," said the doctor rather stiffly.