Helen was very late in coming down. She looked like a person who has been sitting for a long time in the dark. She was pale and thinner, and the expression of her eyes was harassed but determined. She ate her luncheon quickly, and seemed indifferent to what she was doing. She brushed aside Terence›s enquiries, and at last, as if he had not spoken, she looked at him with a slight frown and said:
«We can›t go on like this, Terence. Either you›ve got to find another doctor, or you must tell Rodriguez to stop coming, and I›ll manage for myself. It›s no use for him to say that Rachel›s better; she›s not better; she›s worse.»
Terence suffered a terrific shock, like that which he had suffered when Rachel said, «My head aches.» He stilled it by reflecting that Helen was overwrought, and he was u
