“I was relieved to get your letter, I can tell you,” she said at last. “I thought p’raps you weren’t at the ‘ospital any more.”
Philip did not speak.
“I suppose you’re qualified by now, aren’t you?”
“No.”
“How’s that?”
“I’m no longer at the hospital. I had to give it up eighteen months ago.”
“You are changeable. You don’t seem as if you could stick to anything.”
Philip was silent for another moment, and when he went on it was with coldness.