"Did you ever use such a tone with a human being?
Ever ?" "Take me away!" she murmured.

"I'm sick--sick at heart.

Take me away!" Indeed, she was scarcely sure of her poise, and tottered where she stood.

Doctor Byrne slipped his arm about her and led her away, supporting half her weight.

They went slowly, by small, soft steps, towards the house, and before they reached it, he knew that she was weeping.