I knew perfectly well that when you married me--you would think of Mary.

You could hardly help it." The professor sat up.

He was not at all sleepy now.

Mary had "murdered sleep." But he was still dazed.
"Wait a moment." He raised a restraining hand.

"Let me get this right.
You say you have noticed a certain lack of energy in my manner of late ?" "Anyone must have noticed it." "But I explained it, didn't I ?" "Yes ?" The slight smile on Desire's lips was sufficient comment on the explanation.