Kitty did not wrench herself loose at once.

She wasn't quite sure that this was not a continuance of her nightmare.

She knew that nightmares had a way of breaking off in the middle of things, of never arriving anywhere.

The room looked natural enough and the pain in her shoulder seemed real enough, but one never could tell.

She decided to wait for the next episode.
"Answer!" cried the spokesman of the two, twisting Kitty's shoulder.
"Where did they take him ?" Awake! Kitty wrenched her shoulder away and swept the bedclothes up to her chin.