Bubbles' queer confidence had startled him.
"Most men only really want what they feel is out of their reach," she whispered.

"When he thought me gone, he wanted me back again.

He's like that.

He'll make a much nicer widower than he will a husband!" She looked up and smiled, but he felt as if she was keeping him at arm's length.
"It's Mr.Varick who's outside the door and who wants to come in and see you," he said suddenly, in a matter-of-fact voice.
Bubbles turned her head away quickly.

"Not to-night, doctor; I'm too tired." She spoke very decidedly, and in a stronger voice than she had yet used.