an look it. Any man would."

Indeed, it would have been a paltry satisfaction to me just then if I
could have found her to blame. Her blamelessness irritated my
self-complacence as the light irritates defective eyes.

"I am due at the hospital in twenty-two minutes," I went on, excitedly.
"Chirugeon is behaving like Apollyon. If I'm not there to handle him,
nobody will. The whole staff are afraid of him--everybody but me. We
sha'n't get the new ward built these two years if he carries the day
to-night. I've got a consultation at Decker's--the old lady is dying.
It's no sort of use dragging a tired man out there; I can't do her any
good; but they will have it. I'm at the beck and call of every whim.
Isn't that dinner ready? I wish I had time to change my boots! They
are wet through. My head aches horribly. Brake telegraphed me to get
down to Stock Street before two o'clock to save what is left of that
Santa Ma stock. I couldn't go. I had an enormous office--forty
people. I've lost ten thousand dollars in this panic. I've got to see
Brake on my way to Decker's. I lost a patient this morning--that
little girl of the Harrowhart's. She was a poor little scrofulous
thing. But they are terribly cut up about it.... Chowder? I wish
you'd had a good clear soup. I don't feel as if I could touch chowder.
I hope you have some roast beef, better than the last. You mustn't let
Parsnip cheat you. Quail? There's no nourishment in a quail for a man
in my state. The gas leaks. Can't you have it attended to? Hurry up
the coffee. I must swallow it and go. I've got more than ten men
could do."

"It is more than one woman can do"--she began gently, when I came to
the end of this outbreak and my breath together.

"What did you say? Do speak louder!"

"I said it seems to be more than one woman can do, to rest you."

"Yes," I said carelessly, "it is. You can't do the first thing for me,
except to do me the goodness to ring for a decent cup of coffee. I
can't drink this."

"Esmerald"--

"Oh, what? I can't stop to talk. There, I've burned my tongue, now.
If there's anything I can't stand, it is going to a consultation with a
burned tongue."

"How tired you are, Esmerald! I was only going to say that I am sorry.
I can't let you go without saying that."

"I can't see that it helps it any. I am so tired I don't want to be
touched. Never mind my coat. I'll put it on myself. Tell Joe--no. I
left the