"
"You are strong--strong."
"I am--a regular Titan. Yes, we'll fight this thing through somehow;
only I have to warn you it'll likely be a fight. I'll go to the
hospital."
"No!" It was a cry.
"No? Better think about that. Hospital's the best place for such cases."
"It can't be better than home--when it's like ours. We'll fight our
fight there, Red--and nowhere else."
He put one hand to his arm suddenly with an involuntary movement and a
contraction of the brow. But in the next breath he was smiling again.
"Perhaps we'd better be getting back," he admitted. "My head's beginning
to be a trifle unsteady. But, I'm glad a thousand times we've had this
day."
"Was it wise to take it, dear?"
"I'm sure of it. What difference could it make? Now we've had it--to
remember."
She shivered, there in the warm October sunlight. A chill seemed
suddenly to have come into the air, and to have struck her heart.
No more words passed between them until they were almost home. Then
Ellen said, very quietly: "Red, would you be any safer in the hospital
than at home?"
"Not safer, but where it would be easier for all concerned, in case
things get rather thick."
"Easier for you, too?"
He looked at her. "Do I have to speak the truth?"
"You must. If you would rather be there--"
"I would rather be as near you as I can stay. There's no use denying
that. But Van Horn wants me at the hospital."
"Is he to look after you?"
"Yes.
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