I am his only blood relative.

It is meet and just, says he, that I should be the one, and not some disinterested, callous outsider.
That is the way he puts it, and I have not denied him." "It is horrible," she moaned, shuddering.

"Why do you ask me to consent?
Why do you put it up to me ?" "You now place me in the position of the surgeon who advises a prompt--I mean, who says that an operation is imperative." "But that isn't the truth.

You do not advise it." He drew a long breath.

"Yes, I do advise it.