The door stood slightly ajar and the room was in darkness, but the sound of a familiar voice caused Patience to halt abruptly.
"I could see," said the voice of Elfreda Briggs, "that something worried you.

I know just how sorry you feel, because I went through the same thing myself.

But if you could make up your mind to go to her and tell her that----" "Oh, I couldn't do that." It was Kathleen's voice that interrupted the speaker.

"I am sure she must hate me.

I never believed that I should care, but I do.