Baumberger! He's lying out there now! I'd rather DIE than let
him--"
Miss Georgie clapped a hand over her mouth, and stopped her.
Also, she gripped her by the shoulder indignantly.
"'Vadna Ramsey, I'm ashamed of you!" she cried furiously. "For
Heaven's sake, Grant, go on off somewhere and wait till she
settles down. Don't stand there looking like a stone
image--didn't you ever see a case of nerves before? She doesn't
know what she's saying--if she did, she wouldn't be saying it.
You go on, and let me handle her alone. Men are just a nuisance
in a case like this."
She pushed Evadna before her into the kitchen, waited until
Phoebe had followed, and then closed the door gently and
decisively upon Grant. But not before she had given him a
heartening smile just to prove that he must not take Evadna
seriously, because she did not.
"We'd better take her to her room, Mrs. Hart," she suggested,
"and make her lie down for a while. That poor fellow--as if he
didn't have enough on his hands without this!"
"I'm not on his hands! And I won't lie down!" Evadna jerked away
from Miss Georgie, and confronted them both pantingly, her cheeks
still wet with tears.
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