“He didn’t say.”
“Where did he go?”
“I didn’t ask him. He said he’d be back to-day or to-morrow, one.”
Scot thought this over, still with a troubled face. He guessed what this important business was that had called Hugh from his bedside at such a critical time. But he did not hint to Mollie his suspicion.
“When he comes back will you let me know right away, Honey? Or if he wires?”
“Yes. Now you must stop talking and take this powder.”
The smile that was a messenger to carry her all his love rested in his eyes. “I’ll be good, Mollie.”
He took the medicine and presently fell asleep.