Gwendolyne nodded.
— Yes, Madame. I feel much better.
— Thank you, Aline. I’m so glad you hadn’t left yet. I’m going to keep her here with me a few minutes longer and then I’ll drive her home. Her mother can then decide whether or not she wants their doctor to stop by the house.
— That’s fine. I’ll leave her in your hands then. No harm done, but still, she did give us a scare didn’t she? Let me know how she is tomorrow, won’t you?
The RN cast a last quizzical look at Gwendolyne, patted her shoulder and left the room, shaking her head in puzzlement.
Marine took her young protégé’s hand and whispered:
— It’s true, isn’t it? You do feel better now? Does this always happen when the voice speaks to you?
— Yes, Maîtresse, more or less. This time, I’d started walking home when I felt it co
