Mary thought that there seemed to be a number of uncomfortable things he was not to forget.
Colin looked fretful and kept his strange black-lashed eyes fixed on Dr.
Craven's face.
"I _want_ to forget it," he said at last.

"She makes me forget it.

That is why I want her." Dr.Craven did not look happy when he left the room.

He gave a puzzled glance at the little girl sitting on the large stool.

She had become a stiff, silent child again as soon as he entered and he could not see what the attraction was.