"I have come to say something."
"What is it, dear? Anything wrong?"
"Everything is wrong. I saw Gavon this morning, and he—I know now what I guessed before. There is only one way to save me, and you won't take it. You won't be troubled by me long; I cannot endure this. I have come to say that this is good-bye."
She turned away as she spoke; she did not wait for any remarks from Mollie. Mollie went to the door of the hospital and called the girl's name; but Kitty had put wings to her feet, and was running back to the hotel. Shells fell around her as she ran, but nothing wounded or touched her.
Katherine Hunt was standing in the door of the hospital. She had been up all night, and was tired.
"Aren't you ever going to rest, Sister Mollie?" she said.
"Some day," replied Mollie, with a sigh.
"You are fretting about that silly little sister of yours. She's not worth it."
"I am rather anxious about her," said Mollie. "She is very desperate and very unhappy. I have no time to go over to her, or I would."
"I am off duty for two or three hours. I will go to the hotel and look after her."