“Could I see her?” asked Grace, impulsively.
“I had rather not—now.”
Grace caught her breath convulsively. It was worse than she had feared—not to even see Dodo!
“But you can talk to Paul,” went on the physician. “Probably it will do him good to meet a friend. He is rather upset. His aunt, Mrs. Carr, with whom the children were staying for a few days, has telephoned to Mrs. Billette about the accident. Word came back that Nellie—is that the name—the larger sister——”
“Mollie,” said Grace.
“Well, then, Mollie is to come to take Paul home. We cannot move Dodo yet.”
“Oh, is Mollie coming here?”
“Yes. You can arrange to go home with her if you like. I believe Mrs. Carr asked for a closed carriage.”
“Then, I will go home with Mollie and Paul. Oh, will they ever forgive me?”
“It was not your fault at all!” insisted Mrs. Watson.” I saw the whole thing. Please don’t worry.”