"It might have been that, Josephine." "No, she wasn't in her sleep," replied Josephine, meeting his eyes.
"You know that, Philip.

She was awake.

And you have come to tell me so that I may watch her.

I understand." "She might rest easier with you--if you can arrange it," he agreed.
"Your father worries over her now.

It will not do to let him know this." She nodded.
"I will bring her to my room, Philip.