 She belongs here with you, and I know she wants to be here. You know, I can't have you sick like this, Miss Darby. No, ma'am. You know, Odella's going to get right out in the kitchen and cook up some nice broth and custard and get some more weight on your bones. You're looking too thin. All this over one fool gal, too. I know it's very silly of me, Mary, but I...