I succeeded in getting back to the hotel for ten minutes at luncheon-time. Dolly met me—pale, sleepless, but unbeaten.
"The doctor is with her just now," she said. "She has been in fearful pain, poor kiddy; but he has given her a drug of some sort, and she is easier now."
"Couldn't I see her, just a moment?" I said wistfully.
"The answer to that question, sir," replied Dolly, "is in the negative."
We both smiled resolutely at this familiar tag, and Dolly concluded—
"Kitty is lying down. I made her. But she is going to get up when they—I mean——"
I detected a curious confusion in her voice.
"When what?" I asked.
"Nothing."
I surveyed my sister-in-law uneasily