It's almost time to get supper, and I can't spend much more time here." Rose obeyed.

She packed away piles of laced and embroidered things in the bureau drawers, and under Sylvia's directions hung up her gowns in the closet.

As she did this she volunteered further information.
"I do remember one thing," she said, with a shudder, "and I always know if I could remember back of that the dreadful thing would come to me." She paused for a moment, then she said, in a shocked voice: "Mrs.Whitman." "What is it ?" "I really do remember that I was in a hospital once when I was little.

I remember the nurses and the little white beds.

That was not dreadful at all.