"The other day, when Lady Verner called in at your surgery to speak to you, and took me with her, I was glad to get into the open air again." "Don't you ever marry a doctor, then, Miss Lucy." "I am not going to marry one," returned Lucy.
"Well, you need not look so fierce," cried Jan.

"I didn't ask you." Lucy laughed.

"Did I look fierce, Jan?
I suppose I was thinking of the drugs.

I'd never, never be a surgeon, of all things in the world." "If everybody was of your mind, Miss Lucy, how would people get doctored ?" "Very true," answered Lucy.

"But I don't envy them." "The doctors or the people ?" asked Jan.
"I meant the doctors.