But you must keep quiet.

See--I will read to you." And out came the book again in its devotional black cover.

She read for a long while, but I paid no heed to her voice, nor fell under its sleepy spell.

Presently she closed the pages with a pious look of reproach.
"You are not attending," she said.
"No." "Why not ?" "Because I was wondering what cause you had to fall out with my agent, Mr.Sander, who is not so stupid as you think." "He is one of those," she answered primly, "who do not know how to behave in a sick room.

He foolishly wanted to talk to you of affairs--when you are not well enough.