Nelson pondered this between mouthfuls of hot broth. Then:
“Is Dan alive?” he asked.
“Yes; you will see him in the morning. Now, that’s all. You are to have some more at nine.”
“What time is it now, please?”
“Half past six.”
“That’s a pretty long time, isn’t it?” he asked.
“Oh, but you’re going to sleep now and you won’t know how long it is. I’ll turn the light down low so it won’t hurt your eyes. Is there anything else you’d like?”
“No ma’am, thank you. You—you won’t forget, will you?”
“Forget——?”
“I mean about the broth at nine o’clock,” he explained wistfully.