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[Confusedly]

Nina, I don’t know what to think.

[Thinking strangely]

That look in his eyes what did he mean?

[With the same monotonous insistence]

You must know what to think. I can’t think it out myself any more. I need your advice—your scientific advice this time, if you please, Doctor. I’ve thought and thought about it. I’ve told myself it’s what I ought to do. Sam’s own mother urged me to do it. It’s sensible and kind and just and good. I’ve told myself this a thousand times and yet I can’t quite convince something in me that’s afraid of something. I need the courage of someone who can stand outside and reason it out as if Sam and I were no more than guinea pigs. You’ve got to help me, Doctor! You’ve got to show me what’s the sane—the truly sane, you understand!—thing I must do for Sam’s sake, and my own.

[Thinking confusedly]

What do I have to do? this was all my fault I owe her something in return  I owe Sam something  I owe them happiness!

[Irritably]

Damn it, there’s a humming in my ears! I’ve caught some fever I swore to live coolly  let me see.

[In a cold, emotionless professional voice, his face like a mask of a doctor]

A doctor must be in full possession of the facts, if he is to