CHAPTER VI.
THE PAIN-KILLER "I am going over to Brethaven to see Mrs.Briggs to-day," Olga announced nearly a week later, waylaying Max after breakfast on his way to the surgery with the air of one prepared to resist opposition.

"Are you wanting the car this morning, Dr.Wyndham ?" She knew that he would be engaged at the cottage-hospital that morning, but it was one of Dr.Ratcliffe's strict rules that the car should never be used unprofessionally without express permission from himself or his assistant.

Naturally Olga resented having to observe this rule in her father's absence and her manner betrayed as much, but she was too conscientious to neglect its observance.
"You don't propose to go alone, I suppose ?" said Max, pausing.
This was another of her father's rules and one which Olga had often vainly attempted to persuade him to rescind.

Under these circumstances, Max's question seemed little short of an insult.
"I don't see what that has to do with it," she said.
Max looked at his watch, then turned squarely and faced her.

"With me, you mean.