That you are a little nervous and I have prescribed change and rest."
But she would not agree to that. "Karl would worry," she said. "We'll
tell him instead that I have to go to New York to see about my picture.
It will be easier for Karl if he thinks it is about my work."
He yielded to her judgment in that, and agreed to the further compromise
that if she found she could not possibly stay away two weeks she might
come back in one.
It was the change, the going away, the getting lonesome the doctor wanted
most of all. He wanted to lift her clear up to her highest self that she
might have all that was hers to give when she told her story to Karl.
"And of course, doctor," she asked anxiously, "when the time comes you
will talk to him too--tell him you feel I can do it?"
"Trust me for that," he said briefly.
"But where is it I am to go?" she laughed, as she was ready to leave.
He told her then of a place in Michigan. An old nurse of his had married
and was living there, and he frequently sent patients to her as boarders.
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