You're a good patient, for you do as you're told.

It's been a fine sleep, hasn't it?
And now I mean to get you into some clothes and take you out for a drive." The girl shrank down in the pillows, pulling the covers clear to her chin, as if to shut herself in.

She did not speak, but shook her head.
But Katie rode right over that look of pain and fear in her eyes, refusing to emphasize it by recognition.
She left the room and returned after a moment with a white flannel suit which she spread out on the bed.

"This is not a bad looking suit, is it?
Your dress is scarcely warm enough for driving, so I want you to wear this.

I told Nora that your luggage was lost.