Good-night!" When I had closed the door behind her and come back to the little table at which we had been sitting, Doctor Winchester said: "That poor girl is overwrought to a terrible degree.

I am delighted that she is to get a rest.

It will be life to her; and in the morning she will be all right.

Her nervous system is on the verge of a breakdown.

Did you notice how fearfully disturbed she was, and how red she got when she came in and found us talking?
An ordinary thing like that, in her own house with her own guests, wouldn't under normal circumstances disturb her!" I was about to tell him, as an explanation in her defence, how her entrance was a repetition of her finding the Detective and myself alone together earlier in the day, when I remembered that that conversation was so private that even an allusion to it might be awkward in evoking curiosity.