Dory Hargrave is a _man_; and a real man is bigger than any love affair, however big." Del was trying to hide the deep and smarting wound to her vanity.

"You are right, Madelene," said she.

"Dory _is_ cold." "But I didn't say that," replied Madelene.

"Most of us prefer people like those flabby sea creatures that are tossed aimlessly about by the waves and have no permanent shape or real purposes and desires, but take whatever their feeble tentacles can hold without effort." Del winced, and it was the highest tribute to Dr.Madelene's skill that the patient did not hate her and refuse further surgery.

"We're used to that sort," continued she.