He couldn't die if he tried.

He'll linger on and on for weeks and weeks through a beastly convalescence!" "Hubert," Hilda said to me, when we were alone once more; "we mustn't keep her here.

She will be a hindrance, not a help.

One way or another we must manage to get rid of her." "How can we ?" I asked.

"We can't turn her loose upon the mountain roads with a Nepaulese escort.