I am going to meet my husband in the dawning.

But you--you will go back." She fastened the coat with a quiet dexterity that made Dinah think again of Scott, and sat down again in her corner as if unconscious of the cold.
"Come and lie in my arms, little one!" she said.

"Perhaps you will be able to sleep." Dinah crept close.

"It will kill you--it will kill you!" she sobbed.

"Oh, why did I let you ?" Isabel's arms closed about her.