But this time the two men did not hear.
"You'll feel better now," said Lilly, "after the operation." "It's done me harm," cried Aaron fretfully.

"Send me to the hospital, or you'll repent it.

Get rid of me in time." "Nay," said Lilly.

"You get better.

Damn it, you're only one among a million." Again over Aaron's face went the ghastly grimace of self-repulsion.
"My soul's gone rotten," he said.
"No," said Lilly.