Lawford shut his eyes, and re-opened them full on his wife's calm
scrutiny, who had in that moment turned in the light of the one
drawn blind to face him again.

'Who is? Always?'

'No,' said Sheila; 'but--it was at least unfortunate. We can't, I
suppose, rely on Dr Bethany alone.'

Lawford crouched over his food. 'Will he blab?'

'Blab! Mr Danton is a gentleman, Arthur.'

Lawford rolled his eyes as if in temporary vertigo. 'Yes,' he
said. And Sheila once more prepared to make a reposefui
exit.

'I don't think I can see Simon this morning.'

'Oh. Who, then?'

'I mean I would prefer to be left alone.'

'Believe me, I had no intention to intrude.' And this time the
door really closed.

'He is in a quiet, soothing sleep,' said Sheila a few minutes
later.