"No, I will come," she decided—"at eleven thirty—will you please see that I am admitted promptly?"
And at eleven thirty she was there and Doctor Wilton received her.
"The nurse will remain, I suppose," she remarked, as they reached the door of Lorraine's room.
He understood.
"If you do not object," he replied. "It would not be well for her to leave her patient—in his present condition."
Lorraine glanced up as the door opened—and when he recognized his wife he smiled and put out his hand.
"I'm glad to see you, dear," he said.
"I'm glad to see you so much better," she replied, taking his hand, but not offering to kiss him. "You had a narrow escape!"
"Rather close call," he admitted.