You are not to mention my name.

Remember!" Before the child could reply the door opened a little way and a porter looked out.
"Who's there ?" he called to the sleigh, rather overlooking the little figure in the snow.
"Santa Claus's partner," said Kitty.
"What do you want ?" He peered out at the sleigh.

He was evidently sleepy and a little puzzled.

"We don't take in anything at this hour except patients." He looked as if he were about to shut the door when a woman's voice was heard within speaking to him and the next moment the door was opened wide and he gave way as a matronly figure came forward and stood in the archway.
"Who is it ?" she asked in a very pleasant voice, looking down at the little figure in the snow before her.
"Santa Claus's partner," said Kitty, gazing up at her.
"What do you want, dear ?" The voice was even pleasanter.
"To leave some presents for the children." "What children ?" "All the good children--all the sick children, I mean--all the children," said Kitty.
The matron turned and spoke to the porter, showing to Livingstone, as she did so, a glimpse of a finely cut profile and a comely figure silhouetted against the light within.

The bolts were drawn from the gate of the driveway and the doors rolled back.
"Come in," said the matron, and the little figure enveloped in the shaggy cape and hood walked in under the big arch followed by the sleigh, whilst Livingstone withdrew a short distance into the shadow.
It was some time before the doors opened again and Kitty reappeared, but Livingstone did not mind it.