"Don't," said Daphne. "Remember, it's not our house.

"There was a tap at the door. Then:

"May I come in?" said Silvia.

"Of course you may, dear. No. He's still asleep."

"It's nearly twelve," said Silvia. "Won't you go and rest a
little, and let me stay here? You must be so tired. I'll call
you the moment he wakes.

Daphne hesitated. "It's awfully good of you- "

"But it isn't. I'd love to."

"The truth is, she's afraid to trust you, Miss Bairling," said
Berry. "She thinks you're going to steal his sock-suspenders."

"Will you leave the room?" said my sister.

"After you, beloved."

I could hear Silvia's gentle laughter. Then:

"I shall come back about one, dear, if you don't send for me
before," said Daphne.

The next moment I heard the door close, and Silvia seated herself