Chapter 22
"I think we shall marry--before very long. And probably, meanwhile, I shall see him rather often; about once a week, not more." The Doctor looked at her coldly from head to foot, as if she had been a stranger. It was the first time his eyes had rested on her for a week, which was fortunate, if that was to be their expression. "Why not three times a day?" he asked. "What prevents your meeting as often as you choose?" She turned away a moment; there were tears in her eyes. Then she said, "It is better once a week." "I don't see how it is better. It is as bad as it can be. If you flatter yourself that I care for little modifications of that sort, you are very much mistaken. It is as wrong of you to see him once a week as it would be to see him all day long. Not that it matters to me, howev
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