"I had heard of her," I said.
His eyes questioned mine.
"Everyone must have heard of her but me," came the same irritating
voice. "Aren't you going to tell us?"
"Merely a patient of mine," said Fawcett impolitely. "She has just
died--at an advanced age."
It was cruel, but justified.
Isobel was penitent.
"I am sorry," she said prettily, and Helen hastily introduced the
subject of automobiles, concerning which she knows very little.