She began there and then to pray.
"Dear Lord God in heaven, forgive Major Strause. He is a very bad man, and he is going to die."
"That's it, Kitty," said the major, "put it strong."
"A very bad man," repeated Kitty, "and he is about to die, but he is—sorry."
"That's it, Kitty," said the major again. "Put it stronger."
"He is very sorry," repeated Kitty.
There was a silence. Kitty's head dropped against the bed. The major breathed quick and hard.
"Where's your sister?" he said suddenly.
"You can't see her," cried Kitty.
"I must."