"Kitty," he said, "you're still getting thin. My last orders were, if you remember, that you were to put on another stone before I saw you again."
He bared her wrist, pressing it slightly, to show how its round curves were sunken.
"Do you call that putting on another stone?"
She drew back her arm.
"What have you been doing to yourself?" he said.
"Nothing. There hasn't been anything to do. It's not very amusing being left all by yourself for weeks and weeks, you know."
"All by yourself?"
"Yes. Bunny doesn't count."
"No, she certainly doesn't. Poor Kitten, you must have been very badly bored."
He looked round the room.