 Dr. Nelson ate supper with her last evening over there in a Brookville restaurant, because I was over there, and I saw him. I don't care if he did. You better watch out, or she'll get him, Mary. What about it? Let her get him. It doesn't make any difference to me. Oh, really. You sure it don't? Yes, I'm sure. I'm absolutely positive. If he hasn't any more sense than to believe what she says, that's his hard luck. Well, I should hate to see him marry her. His life would just be plain awful. I don't care about that either, Amelia. It's his life, not mine.