[CHAPTER XVII]
A Secret Made Known
"MISS DALE, we shall have you ill next. You must go out this fine morning." The doctor was impressed by the smallness and paleness of Pattie's face. He had come late, and for once the nurse had retired, leaving Pattie in charge.
"Not this morning, I think. By-and-by, when nurse can come."
"Not till evening, you mean. But how do you suppose you are going to manage when nurse is gone? You cannot be in the room always. Now that Dot is so much better, other people must take a share in the nursing."
By other people the doctor meant Mrs. Cragg.
"Would it be good for Dot?"
"I don't see why not. Dot only needs to be amused and kept quiet."
Precisely what Mrs. Cragg was not fitted to undertake, thought Pattie; but she could not say so. The doctor would have to find out for himself.
"I don't feel that I want to go out this morning."