"No; it won't be kisses. It will," she reiterated, "be something of my own."
She dropped Kitty's hand.
"You won't mind if I go to Auntie Janey now?"
Kitty told Janey about it afterward, as they sat alone in the lounge before dinner.
"You mustn't mind, Kitty dear," said Jane. "It only means that she's a faithful little soul. She'll be just as faithful to you some day."
"Some day."
"Don't sigh like that, Kitty."
"She's like Robert, isn't she?"
"Very like Robert."
She brooded.