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140 [Thinking admiringly]

Wonderful-looking as ever Sam is a lucky devil!

[Thinking]

Strong hands like Gordon’s take hold of you  not like Sam’s  yielding fingers that let you fall back into yourself

[Teasingly]

I ought to cut you dead after the shameful way you’ve ignored us!

[A bit embarrassedly]

I’ve really meant to write.

[His eyes examining her keenly]

Been through a lot since I saw her face shows it  nervous tension pronounced  hiding behind her smile

[Uneasy under his glance]

I hate that professional look in his eyes watching symptoms  without seeing me

[With resentful mockery]

Well, what do you suspect is wrong with the patient now, Doctor?

[She laughs nervously]

Sit down, Ned. I suppose you can’t help your diagnosing stare.

[She turns from him and sits down in the rocker at center]

[Quickly averting his eyes—sits down—jokingly]

Same old unjust accusation! You were always reading diag-