Chapter XXIV A CASE FOR THE POLICE After that first horrible moment it was perhaps Anna who was the more selfpossessed. He was not able to recognize, as the doctor did, that she was only a natural woman. “You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. ‘I want a word with you, my lad. James’ Park?” Anna nodded, and made a careful selection from a dish of quails. Once before—but that had been different. "Never, Ma'am!" echoed Mr. Wood, at the top of her voice. They turned off at Glen Grove, a sleepy town of less than two hundred. Never did I need a rescue so much. Saturday mornings at the Beck house were routine, coffee, newspaper, bagels, and Looney Toons in no particular order. . Thus, all her interest in life began to centre upon the patient, who was apparently quite as anchorless as she was. I'm a poor nurse.
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