He took her arm and started toward the rear door. Some steps led down to a court with a fountain in the center and natural palms around it. There were dim lights, and a hostess to make everyone welcome.
Brad found a seat at the far end where the lights were dimmed enough for them to catch a glimpse of the stars. Kitty glanced around to be sure that no one else was within hearing distance.
“Brad, did you notice anything odd yesterday when I introduced Nurse Dawson to Lieutenant Cary?”
“Plenty!” He spoke the word with significance.
“They seemed to have an innate animosity for each other when obviously they had never met before.”
“If you ask me, Kitty, it was a blow to Lieutenant Cary to discover Ensign Dawson on her way to Bernard Hospital.”
“But why?”
“Well, I hardly know how to tell you. It seems so intangible—sort of hunch.”
“It must be a mighty big hunch, for I have the same sort of feeling that something’s wrong somewhere. Miss Dawson looked so sort of burdened.”
“Guess she has enough to make her feel depressed and definitely self-conscious at being sent to this hospital of all places.”