"May I come in?"
Kitty rose from her bed and slipped into a dressing-gown.
"Yes."
He entered. She was glad that the closed shutters shadowed her face.
"I hope I didn't wake you. I knocked very, very gently."
"I haven't been asleep."
He went to one of the windows and threw open the shutter. A flood of warm light streamed into the room.
"What is it?" she asked. "Why are you back so early?"
"The Sisters said that you weren't very well. I thought I had better come and see what was the matter."
A flash of anger passed through her.