Phyl drew a deep breath and moved to one of the chairs where their clothes lay neatly folded.
“I’m going to fetch Suey in,” she said.
“Oh,” gasped Dolly, whose mind had not travelled quite so far as this.
Phyl was slipping some petticoats on over her nightgown; she groped about and found one shoe and one boot for her feet.
“Are you coming?” she said. “P’raps you don’t care.”
[15]
]Dorothy stumbled to her own chair and put on a garment or two.
“I care more than you,” she said in a fierce whisper; “I’ve kept waking and waking all night, and you just went on being asleep.”
“[They’ll get galloping consumption at least.]”
“That’s all you know,” Phyl said. “Why, I’ve been awake hours and hours, and all this time you were fast asleep. I don’t believe you were awake more than a minute.”