CHAPTER XXX
JANET TO HER OWN FATHER
When Rosie got back from the grocery, Dave McFadden was washing his face at the sink. He paid no attention to Rosie and, in fact, seemed not to see her until he sat down to breakfast. Then he looked at her in surprise.
"Why, hello, Rosie! Where did you come from?"
He was a large powerfully built man, dark, with sombre cavernous eyes and a gaunt face. His voice was not unkind nor was his glance.
Rosie spoke to him politely: "Good-morning, Mr. McFadden."
"Rosie's been here all night," Janet announced.
"All night!" Dave looked around a little startled. "Where's your mother?"
"My mother?" Janet spoke indifferently. "Oh, she's at the hospital. She's been there since yesterday morning. I tried to tell you about her last night."
Dave put down his coffee cup heavily. "What's the matter with her?"
"The doctor said it was overwork and worry."