"
"Send for one for me," said Cameron, "if they're so comforting in
trouble."
"I've only one," returned Patty, "but you can share the benefit of
its comforting qualities. Now we'll have to take turns at the
telephone. Suppose I take it first, and break the news to Mr. Van
Reypen, for he'll have to invite somebody in my place."
"You're sure it's positive?" said Kenneth to Cameron; "you're sure
there's no hope of a reprieve or a mistaken diagnosis?"
"No," said Kit, positively; "I made sure, before I told you at all."
"Of course you did," said Patty, trying to be cheerful. "I know you
wouldn't have told us, until you were sure you had to. Now I'll
telephone to Phil, and then to my home, and then, Marie, you can
tell your people, and after that we'll let the men fix up their
business affairs. What a comfort it is that we can telephone, for I
don't suppose we'll be allowed to write letters, unless we fumigate
them, and I won't inflict my friends with those horrid odours."
The telephone was in the library, and as Patty crossed the hall, she
met Mrs. Perry coming toward her.
Mrs. Perry had her handkerchief to her eyes, and Patty went straight
to her and put her arms around her.
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