Imperious in spite of her weakness, Kathryn ignored the attempted interruption.
"—Katharine, for me and for my grandmother."
"But, Mrs. Brenton, it's a boy."
Kathryn gave a start of indignation.
"Nurse, how stupid! Of course, it is a little girl."
But the nurse responded stolidly,—
"It aint, though; it's a boy."
Kathryn's eyes drooped wearily.
"Well, never mind about that now. There must be some mistake, though, for my heart was set on having a little girl. Anyway, you can tell Mr. Brenton it's all right. And now, nurse, I think I'll try to take a nap."
"And shall I leave the baby, ma'am?"